Apparently we have developed a habit of having "baptism drama". Four years ago we planned to have Colin baptized the morning of his second surgery. We had a lot of family coming out to California for the surgery, and we felt it was a good time to do it. Of course there were flight delays, and we ended up almost having to baptize him rolling down the hall to the OR. It all worked out, but it was close.
Well, this time we got to church early (a miracle for us), we all got seats up front (another miracle), and we were ready. The service started. The baptism was going to be right after the praise music and creed. Clayton was sitting on the aisle, and about halfway through the music he tripped and fell, which is nothing out of the ordinary. I didn't see it, but Ryan picked him up, and everything seemed fine. A minute later a man sitting behind us informed Ryan that Clayton was bleeding. Ryan looked, and there was very definitely blood dripping from Clayton's head. He had a pretty good gash above his ear, and Mr. aspirin therapy was really bleeding.
We ran him to the restroom and did what we could. I was so nervous we weren't going to make it back in time. Of course Clayton somehow managed to rub blood all over Ryan's pants, and Ryan had attempted to clean himself up, making it look as though he'd had a little accident. Luckily we were able to slip back into the service just in time for the baptism. I was actually concerned that Clayton might need a stitch or two, but we kept an eye on it, and it stayed clotted. He does still have a monster bump on the side of his head. Drama, drama.
Anyway, pictures from the event:
Baptismal vows
Clayton's baptism
Eli's baptism
But as for me and my household, we will serve the LORD.
Joshua 24:15 (NIV)
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