My daughter asked to get baptized because she saw a pool at a local church we were visiting. As I was explaining baptism to her it occurred to me that she is 9 and I was 9 when I was baptised, so I chose to share the story with her of how I decided I was ready to get baptised.
My mother finally decided to loosen the reign and let me attend the Summer Youth Conference in Maryland. I was so excited because we got on the bus and drove from New Jersey to Maryland and we were staying at a hotel (which sounded like a vaca to me).
All of the kids on the trip attended quite a few workshops throughout the day as well as a service each afternoon. During one of the services the pastor said these words and I will never forget it because it was so simplistic. He said: If you didn’t know how to swim would you want me to stand at the edge of the pool with a swimming manual and try to teach you when I see you drowning? (Of course we all shook our heads, no) No! You would want me to save you first the show you the manual and teach you how to swim. This is the same with Christianity, you must be saved first then you’ll learn how to do everything right. Then there was an alter call.
Of course there was some more prolific words in there and that in combination with the music sent me to crying and I knew it was my nudge from the Holy Spirit to be born again. So they suggested that you get back to your homebase church and get baptized. I heard the call, I answered. I was ready to be changed.
My daughter is 9. I know her heart and mind and she saw a pool. She loves the Lord, I know she does but I want her to hear the call for herself. I need to know she’s ready for the transformation and really be used by God. I want her to lean back into that pool, die to herself and rise again with Christ.
What about you? When was your child baptised? How did they know they were ready?
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