A day I will always remember

 Sunday morning at approximately 5:45 a.m. a soft voice wakes me, "momma I can't sleep I'm just too excited."

I open my eyes and there stands my 9 year old boy who in just a matter of hours is about to be baptized.  In my sleepy state I smile and I whisper back "that's just fine you can be awake, I understand."

He showers, he gets dressed, and then he waits. He waits for the moment we've been talking about for months.

And I wait for the moment I've been praying for since October 22, 2004.

Pierce prayed and asked Jesus into his life when he was seven, and at age nine he decided he was ready to take the final step and make it a public profession of faith.

From the moment our children entered this world we have prayed that they come to saving faith in Jesus.

One of the steps before baptism is to write out your testimony. The question presented to Pierce, how is your life different since you became a Christian? 

In his young but firm nine year old belief he said, Jesus is in my heart and there is nothing to be afraid of, and Jesus gives me hope. 

What more could we want for our children?

Buried with him in baptism, raised to walk in newness of life.

After baptism was over and he was all dried off he came back to sit with me and had the best smile on his face. Such a special day for him.

After church we all went to have a little celebration.

Family drove two hours in pouring rain to watch him be baptized, and it meant the WORLD to us to have them there.

August 31, 2014, a day I will always remember.

I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in truth. 3 John 1:4