Goin’ Down to the River

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Discipleship 1:8

I can see the picture in my head. I’m 7-8 years old, wearing a blue dress, hair put up in a messy bun. My cheeks are so puffed out with air that I look like a squirrel collecting nuts for the winter. I’m holding my nose, prepared to be dunked by my pastor in a pool.

I loved Jesus and that day I was making a public confession and open display of the change in my heart and my intent to follow Him. My conscience before God was clean. I believed and I had chosen.

Notice that Jesus did not say that those who aren’t baptized will be damned. Baptism isn’t essential for salvation but the first part of this verse does stress the importance of it.

On a side note, all of these scriptures prove that it is redundant to sprinkle/baptize infants. It might seem like a nice church/family tradition, but that’s all it is: tradition. Infants do not repent nor act in faith. Since baptism is an act that expresses one’s faith, the act means nothing where faith is not present. What about those who believe a baby’s eternal salvation depends upon this practice?

The sin nature does exist, but God is not imputing sin unto people until they knowingly violate His law. Babies don’t know; accordingly, infants need not be “baptized” to be saved and to be received into heaven.

Actually, no matter the age of the person, if there is not faith, baptism means nothing. Faith alone saves, but saving faith is never alone. Where there is faith, it expresses and exposes itself. Each individual, when they have come of age, must make the choice for or against Christ themselves and act on it. So if you have repented of your sins and turned to Jesus …

If you believe, then like I had so very long ago, I hope you will join me and testify and be baptized in water.

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For your pleasure:

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Christi

My husband and I married over 20 years ago on a chilly, rainy, spring day. One year later caught me in a whirlwind as I was celebrating my first wedding anniversary, my first Mother's Day, and my first publication as a freelance writer. The birth of our third child followed a couple months after we celebrated our twins' 3rd birthday. Though a pen has been one of my constant companions, I have not pursued writing professionally due to the monumental task of homemaking and the raising of children. A shout out to my Robert who has been our sole provider while I have had the pleasure and privilege of remaining home with our children to homeschool them. Now, thanks to him, I have the liberty to once again pursue my passion to write and encourage others in written word as we journey with God through life experiences.

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