Last weekend I was at my parents house and found some glorious old pictures. Two that made my heart stop were of my baptism. It was in St. Croix- and I think I was 5 1/2.
I remember praying for no waves that day- I did not want to get sucked up under the water while my Dad was baptizing me. It was dark out so the people watching the baptism would shine their lights on the ocean so that everyone could see.
So what is your story? Where were you baptized? How old were you? Did anything crazy happen?