Of course it would be a baby baptism.
Until yesterday morning I have held precisely two babies. Last year during communion at First a baby
was placed in my lap. The one before
that took place approximately a fourteen years ago at a family reunion. Each of these times I was handed a baby
while I was sitting down, with a lap, and a nearby adult to hand off any
disasters (crying).
So when I realized that my first baptism would be “simply” a
matter holding an infant, pouring water over his head, and standing up in front
of an entire congregation in a confident and holy manner, I may have lost some
sleep. I’ve been praying the same thing
for weeks: “Don’t let me drop the baby, don’t let me drop the baby.”
Yet when I met the baby, I immediately relaxed. He was a curious child and smiled a bubble of
joy as I peered into his carrier. I
practiced holding him and we both realized this was a bit scary, but he was
willing to work with me. The pastoral
calm front was well in place.
I offered him a finger and he held fast and bobbled it through the whole prelude to the baptism. The congregation was distracted with giggles and joy – as it should be. When I put the water on his head “I baptize you in the name of the Father,” I stopped for a moment. I lost my ability to speak as I held this wonder of a new life and performing one of the most sacred acts of my church.
He turned back at me and made eye contact with large eyes. They said: “This is new, this is weird, this
is kinda … AWESOME.” He clapped his
hands in the baptismal water bowl, sprinkling it all over me.
Ah. Remember my
baptism and be thankful. Thank you
God.
“I baptize you in the name of the Son. I baptize you in the name of the Holy
Spirit.”
And although I wanted kiss this wonderful, patient, giggling, splattered boy on the head, I said a small prayer instead:
And although I wanted kiss this wonderful, patient, giggling, splattered boy on the head, I said a small prayer instead:
You know kiddo, it’s a
big family. There are more than your
fair share of embarrassing uncles and hard family secrets. Despite that I want you to know that God loves you - absolutely,
thoroughly, ungrudgingly, unconditionally loves you. I hope you will help join us in the work that
God has laid out before us, by loving your neighbor and working to bring about
justice, peace, and hope for all.
Yet, even as I say
this I realize that your work has already begun. You’ve given such joy to me and to this
congregation through your excitement. I
cannot wait to see what beauty you will bring next.
God, be with this
child, and help him teach us more about this love, curiosity, and bravery he’s
already got in spades.
Amen.
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