This weekend is one of my favorite weekends at church. Though it happens several times a year, only once a year is it this big. It’s baptism weekend. The church pulls out their big pools, sets up stadium seating outside and for each of the 4 services this weekend, we as a church body get to really actively join in on the celebration of someone’s milestone in their faith. The magnitude of people getting baptized and the festive atmosphere is awesome: so many children, siblings, couples and families sharing in their moment together.
I was baptized when I was 11. At that time, I attended a really cool, “come as you are” kind of church. Ski bums, beach bums, bikers, punk rockers, gym rats all attended alongside the well-versed, “church” people. We sometimes had baptisms down at Hermosa Beach or at the Seaside Lagoon. There would be BBQ’s and potlucks and amazing worship that went on all night. Being a part of a baptism service in that way has totally shaped how much I enjoy watching people take the plunge.
I had my camera last night at service and thought, “What a beautiful expression of water.”