There isn't a better picture of Christ's death and resurrection than one of His follower's baptism. It's the perfect thing for an Easter Sunday morning.
However, this year we presented our Passion Play on Easter weekend. It's not a spritiual thing to pick this weekend, it's a Spring Break thing with half of my choir and actors gone during Spring Break.
This year in the Passion Play we had John the Baptist baptizing. I hate to give away any set design secrets, but we didn't really have the Jordan River, we had a horse trough from Tractor Supply hidden with various plants and paper rocks.
Today Gibson was baptized by His Papa as part of Hilldale's 9:45 morning worship service. (You may notice the horse trough in the pictures.)
First I told about when I was young and became a follower of Christ at an early age. It's a very natrual thing to do when you grow up in a Christian home and you see Christ's love at home and spend a lot of time at church. Later as a teenager, with a more mature understanding of sin and a person's need for a Savior I questioned whether or not a six year old could really understand what it meant to be a follower of Jesus. So I made that decision again and was baptized again. But if you think about it, each day we need to decide that today I will live like a follwer of Christ. I don't mean we need to get "saved" again. Jesus, Himself, said we should take up our cross daily and follow him.
A few years later, looking back over my life at the ripe old age of my early twenties, I realized that I DID understand when I was six what it meant to follow Jesus and that WAS when I became a Christian. Jesus said we should all me to Him with the faith of a little child.
I baptize you, Gibson, as your Papa and as a Minister of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Buried with Christ in baptism.
Raised to walk in newness of life.
It was a great moment.