Baptism Saturday

I really am a rather pathetic blogger, but oh well. I used to keep a journal for many years when I was younger and I sometimes wonder why I don't anymore. I really did enjoy journaling, but somehow it just doesn't happen. It's interesting to note that my journaling really dropped off once I accepted Christ into my life. I wonder if it's because instead of pouring my heart into a book, I just started pouring it out to God instead. There have been times when I've tried to pick it up again, but it just doesn't stick. I am thankful that I have some times in my life I can look back at though. I have my rough adolescent years that I can be thankful I made it through. I have a complete journal from a summer I spend in California as a camp counselor (one of my brief relapses into journaling). When I look back as that summer I can see how my relationship with God grew, my young relationship with Matt grew and my own independence. I also wrote a journal entry the night before our wedding, and that is sweet to read. Life has many ups and downs, ebbs/flows, times for and not for. Perhaps blogging will be something I patter along with, or become invested in. Perhaps at some point journaling will take off again. I guess I'll just see.

Anyway, so far this post has nothing to do with the title. I was baptized (for the second time, first as a baby) this Saturday. This Saturday marked the 10th anniversary of my acceptance of Jesus (Meg, Jord... can you believe it's been 10 years since you held my hands through that Awakening retreat?). My parents and in-laws came and some friends. It was beautiful, and just a symbol for me of the path my lift has been on and will continue to be on. This event came in a very joyful time in my life, and I think it is fantastic to be able to celebrate even more fully when you are already experiencing great joy.  It was so wonderful to look to the audience and see my husband beaming back at me. To stand in front of our church and remember the day I stood there with him, shortly before our wedding, when he was baptised in the same tub. To stand in the front of that Church and remember standing with Matt as we said our wedding vows.

There are several people that couldn't be there that I wish could, but I was definitely thinking of them. 

Colleen Sargent and her family, my first introduction to a life lived in the fullness of Jesus.

Meghan and Jordan, friends that stood by my side and were there and available as I started my walk with Jesus (and are both currently serving Him in Africa).

Emily, who has also been faithful in our long friendship. She is loyal and willing to make the effort to be here.

Eric, Kathleen and Nikki, they helped keep me on the path in college (and the Olsens introduced me to Matt, not a bad perk!) 

Of course there are many people that have touched my walk, my life. I am thankful to God for the path thus far and look forward to more to come!