Double Slam Dunk!

Today was a gift. A big fat beautiful gift from the Lord. It was the kind of morning that made me literally squeal with delight, while simultaneously clapping my hands and jumping up and down. It was on this very morning that my husband had the privilege of baptising my oldest son and my oldest brother in the presence of my entire family...my blood family and my spiritual family.

My sweet Ando has such a tender heart for the Lord, but has been hindered in his decision to be baptised by the fear of being in front of so many people. But because God is kind and cares about details, He brought my brother Rob back to Himself this past year and his decision to be baptised this Sunday gave Ando just the amount of strength he needed to be up there too.

This is one of my all time favorite days. I showed up for worship and got to witness my first born...a young life growing into himself in the Lord, everything new, everything scary... publicly profess his trust in Jesus. Then, as if that wasn't enough to take in, moments later, I watched my oldest brother...a more seasoned life lived wrapped up in addictions to alcohol and drugs, proclaiming that today He is new in Christ and wants to walk close to Him.

I can hardly put into words all that this means. In a ridiculously tight nutshell, I'll say that on this Sunday morning, God chose to (in His perfect timing) bring together my brother Rob and my little Ando to be baptised on the same morning. All at the hands of my sweet husband. If you had asked me 10 years ago if I thought that was possible, I would have died laughing. My faith is small. But God is big. His goodness mowed me over today and I loved it.

And I must say that I could have kissed the faces of everyone there today at my church for being in that moment with us...for being a part of an event that they probably had no idea the depth of. Thank you!

So there I go again...the jumping up and down, the clapping, the squealing. It's just my way of not being able to properly put words to what I actually feel.

But I think what I actually feel is LOVE.

Here's what Oswald says about it and it sums it up nicely for me...

"When we know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, it means we are free from anxiety, free from carefulness, so that, during the 24 hours of the day, we do what we ought to do all the time, with the strength of life bubbling up with real spontaneous joy."

I just wish I didn't have to go to sleep. I would like to stay in today forever.

Oh and kuddos to my nervous husband who didn't slip, or drop anyone, or drown anybody. I think that's pretty good for a double dunk!