Monday, February 22, 2010
A Dedication Story
So this weekend was more work. One of these days I will have all pressing matters taken care of. On Friday I went to a men's conference at Prestonwood. It was ok, but wasn't inspirational or anything. Saturday we went to Wichita Falls to pick up mom's 2000 Dodge Caravan. I am now a van guy so the following phrases apply - "I guess you don't want to live in a van down by the river." and the obligatory "If this van's a rocking don't bother knocking". We got a bunch of stuff mom wanted from the house. Now all that's left is beat up old furniture and a bunch of bottles and junk. There is still alot to clean out. Luckily I hear my sister is going to come to town the third week in April. She should help us fix up mom's house.
On Sunday was a special day. It was Brennon's dedication at our church. As a baptist we don't do childhood baptism cause it is not really biblical. Baptism is regarded as a pronouncement from a person who has made the choice to follow God. Typically people who become saved then get baptized. Instead we do baby dedication when the parents stroll out in front of the church with our babies and dedicate ourselves to teaching our children biblical principles. It happened Sunday morning. Holly's mom picked up my mom from the home and brought her to church. We dressed up Brennon in a blue and yellow sweater and a blue golf cap - like my grandpa used to wear. He was so cute and alert. Before we went out there we all got in line. I had been holding Brennon so that he could look out and the audience could see him. Because it was alphabetical we were second to go out. Right before we did however I noticed something wet on my arm. Apparently the backside of his diaper had leaked all over my arm and his pants were wet.
Holly was like,"Ack, this never happens!" and I was like, "This is funny. That's life." Someone grabbed a towel and I put it on my arm so he could
sit on. We were fortunate in that his front was not soaked at all. I wonder if the audience noticed. We went out there and Jack Graham said,"look
over there" at the camera and they took our picture. Of course when the cameras were on us they all looked at Brennon and said,"aaah" in his cuteness. He gave us
a Bible signed by him and a certificate of dedication. The whole thing lasted like 30 seconds. I took mom out to IHop afterwords. Later on I unloaded
the van into her room. That evening I started on my taxes. Always something to do. But as I stop and look at things, life is good even if it is hectic.
On Sunday was a special day. It was Brennon's dedication at our church. As a baptist we don't do childhood baptism cause it is not really biblical. Baptism is regarded as a pronouncement from a person who has made the choice to follow God. Typically people who become saved then get baptized. Instead we do baby dedication when the parents stroll out in front of the church with our babies and dedicate ourselves to teaching our children biblical principles. It happened Sunday morning. Holly's mom picked up my mom from the home and brought her to church. We dressed up Brennon in a blue and yellow sweater and a blue golf cap - like my grandpa used to wear. He was so cute and alert. Before we went out there we all got in line. I had been holding Brennon so that he could look out and the audience could see him. Because it was alphabetical we were second to go out. Right before we did however I noticed something wet on my arm. Apparently the backside of his diaper had leaked all over my arm and his pants were wet.
Holly was like,"Ack, this never happens!" and I was like, "This is funny. That's life." Someone grabbed a towel and I put it on my arm so he could
sit on. We were fortunate in that his front was not soaked at all. I wonder if the audience noticed. We went out there and Jack Graham said,"look
over there" at the camera and they took our picture. Of course when the cameras were on us they all looked at Brennon and said,"aaah" in his cuteness. He gave us
a Bible signed by him and a certificate of dedication. The whole thing lasted like 30 seconds. I took mom out to IHop afterwords. Later on I unloaded
the van into her room. That evening I started on my taxes. Always something to do. But as I stop and look at things, life is good even if it is hectic.
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