I didn't want to go to church today. My throat hurts and I'm feeling kind of achy. Mark didn't want to go to church today. His back hurts from the labor he did yesterday. I got up and got dressed anyway--something told me to go. I saw Mark getting dressed in the bathroom--something told him to go. We didn't know what the sermon was going to be about until we got there. The topic was Courage...Faith versus Fear. The music was beautiful and the sermon was powerful. At the end, our Pastor Sean announced that it was time to take a leap of Faith. If you were willing, he was going to baptize you right there on the spot. Suddenly I knew the reason I was compelled to go to church today. And there was no decision to be made; this was something I had been wanting to do for a while. I was Christened as a baby but I wanted to be able to make the choice as an adult to proclaim my Faith.
Mark was seated to the right of me holding my hand. We were both raised Catholic and he is still quite private about his Faith. He is a private person in general and a total man's man. He is not one for public displays of any nature. I told him I was going to do it and that if he decided to join me, I would see him up front. I squeezed passed him and joined the excited and emotional group up front. About a minute later I felt a hand on my back and turned around to see my husband standing there. In shock, I cried and hugged him. I couldn't believe it. In 16 years I think that's the proudest I have ever felt about him. I do believe in miracles and I do believe everything happens for a reason. And mostly, I believe that sometimes all you need is 20 seconds of insane courage to have something really great happen!!
"And now what are you waiting for? Get up, be baptized and wash your sins away, calling on His name." Acts 22:16