As a parent, I can’t think of many things worth celebrating more than the salvation of your children. I have been blessed to see my kids grow in both understanding and embracing the gospel. A month ago, I was honored to baptize my middle child Haddon before my local church. In our congregation’s tradition, we ask those coming for baptism to share their story of how they came to Christ and how they are growing in him. Listen, enjoy and rejoice in the fact that, by the grace of his Holy Spirit, God “drawled” my son to Christ.
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Yesterday we baptized more than 250 adults at my church. To say it was a great day would be more than an understatement. For three weeks we taught on baptism. With nothing spectacular or unique in what we said or how we presented it, the series simply highlighted what baptism means and who it’s for. However, from the beginning we told our congregation, “At the end of this series we’re going to set up a baptistry and baptize anyone who is ready.” And boy, were they ready! When all was said and done, 0ne out of every ten adults who attend our Egret Bay campus on a given weekend went under the waters of baptism yesterday. It was incredibly emotional: joy, laughter, shouts, tears, hugs, hi-fives, and smiles abounded at every turn in a service filled with songs, Scripture and a simple sermon that essentially echoed the words of an Ethiopian ready to demonstrate his union with Christ and entrance into the church, “See, here is water! What prevents me from being baptized?” Nothing! Let’s do this!
After my book was published last summer people looked at me with incredulity that I actually wrote a book. While I was “encouraged” by their faith, no one was more surprised than me. The reason is I’m a speaker not a writer. I don’t intuitively write well. Passive verbs, tons of adjectives and poor sentence structure are littered throughout different pieces I write. For example, an editor for my book 