Reminiscing Baptisms and the Spirit
We had another convert baptism in our ward today. Two of his cousins were baptized over a year ago. Their mom is a member but does not attend as English is not her native language and so she does not always understand what is being said. All of her children are bilingual. The member who gave the first talk felt prompted to bear his testimony in Spanish. The Spirit was louder than his words (for me) and tugged at my heart strings (which evidently are wired directly to my tear ducts) and I was touched. I think the family was as well. I thought about many primary baptisms I ’ ve attended in the last ward I was in – all of which I have mentioned in various posts. The bishop ’ s son made a paper airplane out of the program which reminded me of the most irreverent baptism I ’ ve ever attended. I was also remi...