I was baptized last year in March. It took us a while to get the pictures, but we have them now, and it seemed right to share them on this blog. I don’t write on here about my life very often, but being baptized was an important moment. I was baptized as a child, which was a very important moment for my parents, and therefore a big moment for me, but getting baptized last year was important for different reasons.
I had to be obedient. Jesus Himself was baptized- not to be saved, because the Son of God didn’t need to be saved, but as a symbol of his favor with God. He called us to do the same. I was saved in middle school, but getting baptized last year was an outward expression of what I knew to be true internally: I belong to God.
I also had to tell my story. My wife and I love our church, Providence Road. We’ve been members there since we were married, so expressing my faith before a body of people who had become my family was a privilege.
I also needed a reference point. I know I was saved in middle school, but I don’t have an exact moment to look back on for inspiration in moments of struggle. Remembering the moment your life changes is powerful, but I never had that. Now my baptism is a day I can conjure up when I need to remember that I died to sin and was raised to life with Him. When I need to remember that I’m His, I belong to Him, and that will never change, I can rest in His will and know that I don’t need to lie to make myself look better, I don’t need to watch a movie with explicit sexual content, and I don’t need to eat after I’m full because it will never satisfy me. My baptism didn’t save me, but it’s a huge help while I try to walk with Christ.
My baptism was big for me. Here are the pictures.