For The Sleepless

        When it comes to summertime do you like to plan out what you want to do with the time of the year where warm weather abounds and laid back activities are as numerous as little girls at a Justin Bieber concert? I know I like to start making some key choices towards the end of spring as to what my summer song will be, the beer of choice for summer hang outs, and how much lighter fluid does it really take to make a 2 story flame from my BBQ. I have an idea of what activities I would like to do before the summertime slips away. Some of these activities are: golfing, mountain biking, camping, having bonfires, getting my sandal tan, and sweating off the pounds in the Midwestern humidity. In fact, right now I sit in a humid room with a single clip fan blowing warm air on me while I drink my diet coke from a refrigerated glass bottle (the best way to drink any carbonated drink)        Now, I mentioned that I usually choose some things in the spring like my summer song, beer of choice

Today I witnessed a baptism in church. This wasn't any ordinary baptism. This baptism was for some friends of ours. They just had a baby girl about a week and a half ago and so I paid extra attention to everything that was going on. Why? Mostly because I will be the one going through this miraculous ritual whenever my little one decides to join us. As we were going through the service of baptism I realized the words that were spoken. Yes, the same words that I've repeated countless times, in a robotic sort of way. For those of us who sometimes fall into that mindset of going through the motions, I thought I would touch on some of the parts of what we say during this special occasion. First off, the Minister starts off with the confession of sins and rightly so. After all, during baptism we are drowning our sinful nature, putting to death all it's evil deeds. The pastor says, "Our Savior Jesus commanded baptism when he said: "Go and make disciples of all nations,