05/26/2026
On Sunday, we stepped into the waters of baptism with children and teenagers we have loved for a very long time. Long before they could speak for themselves, this church was already telling them the truth. At baby dedications, in Sunday school rooms, at communion tables, in hospital visits, at church camp, in hallways and pews and classrooms, we kept trying to make the voice of God the loudest voice in their lives.
The voice that says:
You are beloved.
You belong to God.
Nothing can separate you from love.
Rachel Held Evans once wrote that baptism is both a naming and a claiming. In baptism, nothing magical suddenly happens to make someone good, worthy, or whole. These young people were already beloved before they ever stepped into the water.
We framed baptism as the moment they begin claiming that truth for themselves.
The moment they say:
Yes. I believe this love belongs to me too.
Yes. I want to live my life from this truth.
And we, as a church, make promises too.
To keep reminding them who they are when the world gets loud.
To keep surrounding them with mercy, courage, justice, tenderness, and hope.
To keep helping the voice of Love ring louder than shame, fear, or despair ever will.
Thanks be to God for sacred waters, sacred promises, and the voice of God who claims all of us. 💧🔥