Baptism

This past Sunday, January 15, was Lucas' baptism.  Once again, it was a wonderful day and I felt much of the same feelings as I did when Samuel and Tyler were baptized:  an amazing sense of tradition of the blessing of baptism that I too received as a baby, of responsibility for this little man to raise him to know and love Jesus, of joy for the precious gift of a child, and of community as family and friends promise to help teach him about God.  I found that this time, more so than last (probably due to the fact we had two two-year olds on top of the baby), felt much like a wedding or other special occasion where the anticipation is fun but a lot of work, the actual event feels like a blur, and the craziness of the day almost overshadows the importance of the event.  Like a wedding, it is easy to go through the motions and then suddenly realize it's over (with a sigh of relief) and you've actually made some pretty important promises.  Promises that truly matter (eternally matter) and that require a lot of work.  Yikes!  As I said last time, praise God for the blessing of community and family to help when these promises feel overwhelming, when we don't feel quite adequate, and when we simply need help.