Sunday, May 03, 2009
speaking of holy...
today ryan was baptized.
..and not baptized like aunt pam at 7:
7am "mom, i think i wanna be baptized today."
"really pam? why?"
"ummm, its just time" (signal #1 the child is shuckin and jivin, the vague, deep, but not deep at all response)
pause. pause. pause. "well, we'll see how you feel in service"
"yup, i'm doin it"
little pam, goes to church, and sleeps the entire service.
end of service.
mom rubbing me on my back.
"ummm, pam. its call to worship. but i don't think you're..."
"oh no mom. i'm going"
wipe the sleep out of my eyes, hop up. walk down from the balcony.
march to the front. join church.
so sad. i should be really embarrassed by that story.
ryan, on the other hand, is 15. as he told me this morning
"i am a mid-teen. its rough here. i'm not a kid, and i'm not grown."
he's right...he is exiting childhood and growing up.
thinking independently. moving in his own time. and making decisions
wanna see/hear/feel some more religion?
i BELIEVE in her.