
So, this moment was a little bit different. It wasn’t actually in my K-1 class. Instead, this entry deals with a conversation I had with my eight-year-old son about Baptism.
After six-and-a-half years of being a Christ follower and ignoring God’s command that new believers be baptized, I finally took that step of obedience this past weekend. There was no theological, philosophical or other reason that I put it off. It just sort of got relegated to the back burner of my spiritual life, and I never made it a priority. God continued to tug at me about this one, and I finally started to feel like a hypocrite telling my kids how important it was to be obedient to God on one hand and ignoring this call on the other. This is just one of many examples where God has used my role as a dad to my children to explain my role as child to him.
Anyhow, in my local church, the process for baptism involves a class one weekend followed by the actual baptisms the next weekend. As part of my plan to keep from backing out this weekend or finding something “more important” that needed to be done, I told my kids about it. I knew they would keep on me. They were more excited about seeing their Dad get baptized than I ever imagined – especially my eight-year-old son! He rearranged his weekend and skipped a cousins graduation party because he didn’t want to risk missing the moment.
The afternoon of the Saturday evening I was going to be baptized, we were driving to go see a movie together, and he brought up the issue of baptism. He wanted to know about the class (for the 30th time). He wanted to know about the “test” (the four question form our church has you fill out to give your testimony during the baptism. And, he wanted to know about the symbolism. We talked about the water and what it signifies. We talked about why you get dunk as a symbol of Christ’s death on the cross. And we talked about coming back up out of the water as a symbol of resurrection to new life. In that moment, Jacob uttered something to me that I found profound and which altered my view of the whole process. He said, Continue Reading…