Fifteen years ago, the car I was in was pulled over on the side of the road, the radio was turned off, and all eyes were on me as I tearfully and joyously prayed because I finally recognized the power of the Cross and accepted Christ as my Savior. A few short months later, I dipped my toes in the water for a split second before I stepped in and walked down the baptismal steps.
Three days ago, I watched as my sweet Sarah Grace timidly walked down those very same steps. I watched as Pastor Scott, the same pastor who baptized me fifteen years ago, married me 8 years ago, and has prayed over each wonderful addition to our family, reached out to steady her as made she her way down the baptismal steps.
She had counted down the weeks, the days, and even the hours until her baptism. There is no excitement like the excitement of our Sarah Grace when she is looking forward to something big. Her desire to obey God and be baptized was sincere, but folks, she was so afraid of stepping out in front of her entire family and our church. She clutched at me and hid her face, but in the end, she did what she was there to do. And the face-splitting grin that broke across her face as she left the baptistry will be forever in my heart.
3 comments:
I teared up, maybe sniffled a little, and then a huge smile just like SG!! :) Praise Him from whom ALL BLESSINGS flow!!!
Oh, so precious!
What a moment to be treasured forever!
My girls are talking about taking those steps of faith and I know my heart will be so full of joy when they do.
So proud of SG! Give her our love!
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