My Water Baptism
The following May after I gave my life to the Lord, I went shopping and bought myself a white outfit to wear for the Spring Baptism that our Church puts on every Memorial day weekend. When I brought it home, my Husband said, "Whatcha got there Babe?" I said, "it's the new outfit that I bought for getting Baptized in this Sunday. Wanna come?" he got this look of disgust on his face, and said, "I don't believe in what you are into; You have to pick between THEM and ME. Either stop this or we are getting a divorce." I looked right back in his eyes and said, "Cowboy, You do what You have to do. I AM GETTING BAPTIZED THIS SUNDAY." and he walked away. I was so mad I could have chewed iron and spit out nails, but I was NOT backing down and he knew it!!! Needless to say, I got Baptized that Sunday without a hitch.
When I told my Mother what the outfit was for, she was a little taken back by it and said, "I had You baptized as a Presbyterian when you were a baby." I said, Mom, Jesus was a thirty-year old ADULT when he got baptized; and if it was good enough for HIM to get baptized as a conscious thinking adult who could make that decision on his own (unlike an infant), it is good enough for me. Besides, infant baptism is not mentioned ANYWHERE in the Bible, I don't really understand why the churches do it because it is so unScriptural. If it WAS, don't You think that Mary would have had Jesus baptized as a baby???" She just shook her head and walked away from me and again, nothing more was said about it. It saddened me - I would have LOVED to have had SOMEBODY from my family there with me.
A week after I was “dunked,” Kim surprised me at work with baptism pictures of me. She said that her Mom took the pictures. I now have a photographic keepsake of that day to go along with the Baptismal Certificate that Pastor Rocco gave me.