On Baptism

So today I got baptized (*applause* "Praise the Lord!" "Amen!") and it was pretty awesome. 

My testimony was pretty long and my hands were shaking the entire time I was reading it. But before all of this, I was just holding it and crumpling it up so by the time I was in front of everyone, I had to open up this crumpled sheet of paper. the audience got a good laugh out of it. Calmed a bit of the nerves.

It's odd because I remember everything so clearly. Walking slowly into the frigid waters of Crescent Beach...Being plunged into it...and then being pulled out...I remember so clearly the picture of the water closing up on top of me (I guess I didn't close my eyes) and when I got pulled back out...a verse came to me (Oh how cheesy and stereotypical Nancy Le, of course you'd have a random verse come to mind while being baptized...Pfft..) and it was Mark 1:9-11
"At that time Jesus came from Nazareth in Galilee and was baptized by John in the Jordan. ¹⁰ Just as Jesus was coming up out of the water, he saw heaven being torn open and the Spirit descending on him like a dove. ¹¹ And a voice came from heaven: “You are my Son, whom I love; with you I am well pleased.”

and it was just awesome...

Honestly, I don't feel any different now that I have been baptized...in the words of HFriesen on her baptism "There was so much leading up to that point and then...it was over. Anticlimactic much."
But when you're in the moment, getting baptized...or even before when you're giving your testimony...Well, for me...it was all quite emotional...Even though I didn't cry... I made my sister cry... (Oh darling Nina)
Haha...so yeah...
Now I can say I've been baptized. Cool.