One of the most exciting things that has happened in the last few weeks is that Malachi was baptized! A few months prior, we were doing home school and the book talked about giving your life to the Lord (yet another reason I love home school). I asked him what his thoughts were and he said "I want to become a Christian, but I'm waiting for you and Daddy to say it's ok."
He's expressed interest several times, but we've been trying to weed through the desire in him to just believe what we believe and genuine conversion. As a parent, it's always a step of faith. Even if he was 18, we can only see if his heart desires the Lord, is drawn to bearing fruit, understands the gospel and hates sin.
One of our last days in our city, we had a huge celebration where two other kids got baptized. It was an awesome night of prayer, worship, rejoicing through baptism, and lots and lots of tears. It was wonderful.
Sorry the pictures are grainy, I had it on the wrong setting when I handed it to a friend to take pictures.
There are no words to express what it is like to be a part of your own child's baptism. It's the crescendo of the prayers we've been praying for him since before he was born. We pray for his wife, his leadership, for him to be a Godly man of prayer and service. That he would have a heart for the downcast. That he would find creative ways to see the world as Jesus saw it.
We see the Lord changing him and growing him daily. As a parent, sometimes it's hard to remember that just because he's a Christian, doesn't mean he automatically has the maturity of a 40 year old. He's still a 6 year old boy. And he'll still make 6 year old boy decisions.
Little buddy, you are treasured by the Lord because now you are His. We pray and pray for you. May you seek our the Lord's glory in every minute you breathe and find joy in every step you take. We Love You!
