baptism

Last year, at one of our very last times of worship with the good folks at Greenlake Presbyterian (hi! we miss you.), Mike Kelly preached about infant baptism. His logical presentation, interpretation of Scripture, and especially his pastoral and fatherly heart in the sermon completely convinced Jack and me that we wanted our babies to be baptized. With only two or three weeks left in Seattle, we weren't able to do it there.

In Indiana, it took us a good six to nine months to settle into a church home. But we did, finally, and this morning at Gethsemane Episcopal Church in Marion, Rosemary and Owen were baptized. We are grateful.