It's only been three weeks since Easter, the last day on which we baptised little ones (and some adults too), but already we're preparing this morning to welcome more newcomers to the fold.
The font is ready, the towels are waiting to catch the drips of holiness falling from the freshly baptised heads, the candles are waiting to be lit with paschal light, and even the words that need to be spoken are just waiting upon their pages for the right time to be transformed into messages for waiting ears.
As to whether the hearts of parents who are bringing their children here for this celebration are ready to accept the responsibility that comes with this gesture, human hearts can only trust that God is at work. From our places, walking in faith beside these parents, we can pray and we can watch. We can assist with words of welcome and encouragement (and every now and then a word of challenge doesn't hurt either).
Let the celebration begin.
The font is ready, the towels are waiting to catch the drips of holiness falling from the freshly baptised heads, the candles are waiting to be lit with paschal light, and even the words that need to be spoken are just waiting upon their pages for the right time to be transformed into messages for waiting ears.
As to whether the hearts of parents who are bringing their children here for this celebration are ready to accept the responsibility that comes with this gesture, human hearts can only trust that God is at work. From our places, walking in faith beside these parents, we can pray and we can watch. We can assist with words of welcome and encouragement (and every now and then a word of challenge doesn't hurt either).
Let the celebration begin.
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