This is my day, my baptism day. Life in God's kingdom begins in this way. Up from the water I'll rise pure and clean, receiving the spirit the Holy Ghost brings. And I know that Jesus is happy today, for he bids his little ones, "come unto me."
This is my day, my baptism day. Jesus was baptized the very same way. Maybe I'm little, and maybe I'm young. And maybe my learning has only begun. But Heavenly Father I'm doing my best. Just love me and guide me and I'll do the rest.
Father please help me to walk in thy ways, on this, my baptism day.
{words to the song, "My Baptism Day" . . . .sung by Conner, Payton, and Anna}
Talk on baptismby Papa Dan, prayer by Grammer Teresa
Talk on the Holy Ghost by Grammer Valerie, prayer by Papa Dennis, music conducting by Uncle Randy
Piano and prelude by Aunt Becca
And all the men participated in confirming Conner a member of the church and giving him the gift of the Holy Ghost.
Refreshments: Ginger snap cookies and chocolate chip cookies courtesy of Otis Spunkmeyer.
Then all the family back to our house for waffles.
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The baptism program was perfect, simple, went very smoothly, and had a sweet spirit to it. I still play back in my mind the images of Conner entering the baptismal font, Scott getting choked up as he began the baptismal prayer, and watching my son make this very important first step in his eternal progression. It's amazing how much we plan and prepare (which is all completely necessary), but just how quick and simple the actual ordinance is. It really is beautiful.
I also play back in my mind the image of Conner sitting so reverently, hands clasped, eyes closed, in his new suit that makes him look so handsome . . . . while a group of men that I love placed their hands on his head to confirm him a member of the church. From where I sat there was a gap in the circle that allowed me a perfect view of Conner's face. I fully admit that I opened my eyes several times during that blessing. I knew this was a moment, a picture, that I wanted captured in my memory forever.
Two weeks earlier Conner saw the bishop for his baptismal interview. When he and Scott came home he walked in the doors and shouted, "I'm worthy!" I believe that he really thought it was a test -- he needed to answer those questions correctly if he wanted to get baptized. It's sweet to see that he took it so seriously.
The bishop also asked him what temperature he would like the water: warm, cold, or with ice cubes. Conner, of course, chose ice cubes. On his baptism day he asked, "Do you really think he'll put ice cubes in the water? Is it too late to ask the bishop to change it?" He was getting a little worried once he began to picture himself entering a font full of ice water. And Scott, of course, perpetuated the fear/anxiety by telling him that the ice we were bringing to the church was for the baptismal font (it was actually for the ice water to drink).
We are just so proud of this boy. It is so wonderful to see his testimony developing, his love for the scriptures, and his desire to make Heavenly Father happy by choosing the right.
We love him.
