It was a really sweet service. I will always remember it.
Toward the end of the service, CandyMan asked if he could go up to the altar to pray. He knew he was being baptized that morning. As he walked up there, I noticed that he was barefoot (he'd left his flipflops under his chair beside me). Almost immediately, GuitarHero followed him. As CandyMan knelt at the altar and bowed his face to the ground, GuitarHero bowed over him. Then "Mr. Dentist" and his son came and laid his hands on them both and prayed over them. And I cried. It was so sweet to watch a brother and men praying over my sons. I was so blessed.
Then to stand and watch my sweet boy be baptized and my church family cheer for him! It was so sweet. So precious.
CandyMan had asked "Mr. Dentist" to baptize him. He is the husband of my small group leader (the one for single women). He watches our children during our group time. He has become a very special man in my children's lives. He blesses them (and thus me) so much! I am so thankful for him!
It was a beautiful Sunday and a blessed day for me as a mother! I have prayed for this child since before he was born. I am so honored to be his mom.