…Chris and I were newly married. After we had gotten engaged, I moved my membership to an Evangelical Free church that Chris had been attending for a few years. Since the time I had first moved to Jacksonville my doctrine had changed, and my desire for deeper preaching had emerged. I was ready and excited for the move to this great Bible-teaching church. We attended this church for about three years.
It was such an amazing, God-glorifying way to do baptism. Video, after video; story after story; telling of what God had done in each soul’s life, and each grace-received soul telling us why they want to be baptized: because they want everyone to know that they love Jesus! I would have loved to have been baptized then, and was completely willing to. I considered it a bunch of times. But, the dates just never seemed to line up right. We were only there for about two years; of which we spent a summer in China, then Colorado the next summer, had our second baby, attended about a dozen conferences. If there was a time that we had ever felt settled, we then were called to move again.
This feels right now. I want to do this. I am not doing this because I think that God is looking down at me, wondering, “Why won’t you just be obedient? Can’t you at least do this one thing for me?” When He looks at me, He sees Christ’s perfect obedience. If something were to happen to me tomorrow, and I never get a chance to be baptized before I see my King, I am still accepted into His Kingdom. I am completely acceptable to God through Christ; a Baptist pastor’s wife who has not been baptized by immersion.Yet, I want to take seriously His Word, to work out my own salvation with fear and trembling. He has told me to do it, and I will do it.
One of the coolest things: my husband will get to be the one who baptizes me! And, who knows? Maybe the Lord has had me to wait this long so that some of you may be spurred on to do the same?