I get teased something fierce by my kids. They have such great material to work with…
One of the standard teases has to do with the post-baptism glow that walks with me for days.
Being able to baptize infants and adults and toddlers and youth is Holy Spirit zap powerful. Each baptism is different.
A few weeks ago I was able to participate in my first ever on-my-knees baptism. We were blessed to have a family with three children come for baptism. The eldest is wise beyond her years and she was so very present and aware of (as much as any of us can be!) the Spirit power she was sharing through her baptism. Her youngest brother was next. Having watched his sister, he was feeling like maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing. So he put his hand in the bowl full of baptismal water and let his fingers feel the water that was being dipped and placed on his head. And then there was his brother. He is four. He wanted nothing to do with baptism. He made like a fine escape artist and I wondered if we would need to share this holy sacrament sometime when I didn’t have to tackle him. In order to try to connect with him I found myself on my knees on the floor. But then he stopped. And he allowed grace to bathe his head even as he maintained his dignity by shaking his head “no no no” with each dip.
This past Sunday we were able to welcome a four-month old as a sister in Christ. Honestly, her eyes never left mine throughout the introductions and the asking of questions and the prayer over the water. And when it was time to baptize her, as the cold water was gently put on her head, she broke into the biggest smile I have seen on a four-month old face. No fooling. She knew exactly what was going on.
I’m still filled with wonder. To share the sacred in community is transformational good. I know I have been transformed through the gifts of these recent baptisms. I am a skipping, awe-full Pastor.
My heart is still on its knees.