Tag: baptism
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Baptism on a Sunday Race Day in Daytona
It wasn’t a river just a pool,more of a hotub,set off from the sanctuary—and when I was eased into the waterI didn’t see God in the streams above.And I didn’t see her lost in the thunder of the racetrack just beyond the church. She was beyondmy line of sight,soaking up congratulations from the congregation.The pastor…
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River Ooze
Even though she couldn’t swim,Lena would go down to the river.She wore a blue bathing suitand carried a pink swim ring.She would awkwardly dip her tiny feet in the currentand feel its cold stingon her tiny ankles and toes.As the water grew warmershe would go furtheruntil the swim ring floated freely above her chest.There was…