Yesterday, I talked about how great Sunday was for us as a church.
What I didn’t tell you was that Sunday was a special day for me personally as well. It was special to me because my son, Micah, got baptized during one of our Easter services.
And being the proud father that I am, I thought I would post a couple of pictures today.
But before I do, I thought I’d give you a little context.
On Easter Sunday, the water in the baptistery was freezing cold. And by freezing, I mean “white water rapids” cold. It was unbelievable. We had some sort of malfunction during the week and as a result, the water was nowhere near its usual, warm temperature.
And not only that, somehow during the second service, the water was accidentally drained from the baptistery and we had to fill it up again at the last minute, which made it even colder.
So, all week I’d been telling him that the water would be warm and I would take care of him, only to find out that very morning that the water would actually be freezing cold.
We actually told Micah that the water was cold and that if he wanted to wait another week, then that would be fine with us, but he was ready to do it, and we obviously had no objections.
So Easter Sunday, my eight year old boy go baptized and all of Heaven and Southside celebrated.

“Dad, the water is freezing!”

My buddy and me

“Mom, quit taking pictures! I need a towel!”