Today is a glorious day. One of my grandchildren has made the decision to get baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
Joselyn Love Noe, my 4th grandchild, will become the third grandchild to be baptized into the church.
The LDS Church doctrine has children baptized at the age of 8.
“And their children shall be baptized for the remission of their sins when eight years old, and receive the laying on of the hands (D&C 68:27)”
Earlier this year my wife and I went to Washington to visit my oldest daughter Amaree and her family. The main reason for the trip was the baptism of my grandson Charles Matthews, who was baptized on August 1 in Port Orchard.
This was a wonderful time and we got to spend a few days with the family traveling around Washington as well. You can read about all of those trips in my Less Beaten Paths travel blog, if interested.
I was baptized when I was 18 (in January 1975), in Murray, Utah after struggling to get approval from my parents. It was a conscious decision I personally made in my life and I am grateful to have done so. My membership in the church has been a wonderful blessing to me (as I have noted in earlier posts on this blog). As a missionary in Japan from 1976-1978 I had the opportunity to teach and baptize many.
But there is no greater joy than to see your own posterity baptized. All five of my children were baptized into the church, though a couple of them have strayed away. I love all of my children the same and there is a part of me that is glad that my children have the blessing to choose the direction of their own lives, even if it is disappointing to me. I love them just the same.
At Joselyn’s baptism I was blessed to be accompanied by my sweet 10 year old granddaughter Autumn, the oldest of all of my grandchildren. She was dressed beautifully and was absolutely adorable.
She has not been brought up in the LDS Church and this was her first baptism experience. She sat intently watching and listening. I had my arm around her and she snuggled next to me. Who knows what was going through her mind. I was grateful that her mother Chelsea allowed her to attend. Indeed, Chelsea would have been there as well had she not had to work. The one thing about my family is that they support each other, even if it is something they may not necessarily agree with. Our family motto – “The Family that Stays Together, Stays Together” – continues on into the next generation. I was so glad that Autumn could be there to support her cousin.
I am grateful for the principle of baptism and count myself blessed to have children and grandchildren that have chosen to follow the Savior Jesus Christ and his teachings.