baptism

i was cool and calm about it. testimony written and ready, i reached out and gripped the microphone wayne held out to me. everyone was applauding. wait, wait...okay, time to start: 'hi, i'm deb and a lot of you are probably wondering...'

i have always been scared anxious of speaking in front of a large crowd of people. i stammer and um a lot. my heart races. i fidget. not so much this time, i talked really fast.

the dunking was a bit um, how should i put it...fast? ps paul didn't even ask for the declaration of my faith! and i think he pushed a little too hard. if i didn't stop myself, my head would have bounced off the bottom of the bathtub/pool. the water was nice, though.

and what happened here? a new form of dunking? i was outside, walking in the direction of the toilets so i could peel off my wet clothes so i didn't hear/see what happened. apparently, rich was underwater the longest and dan had to pull him out.

to all my bloggies (the name still sucks, i agree), thanks for going out of your way to be there and support me and bear witness to my apparent lack of faith declaration. thanks especially to natey who snuck in late, missed the whole thing and pretended he was there the whole time. i saw you sit down!

to my church family, thanks for the encouragement and the squeals of ____, the hugs and the congratulations after i came out of the bathtub/pool.

to ray, thanks for coming, standing up your friend, the long drive back to bendigo and the probably late night before another early morning of doctoring. it was a shame manna couldn't come. i would have loved to talk to her.

last but not least, to the gravitate band, thanks for the chocolates, putting up with my lack of presence and allowing me more than a month off to concentrate on my studies and another month and a half of travelling. titus, all the best for the surgery and i'll visit you as soon as you confirm which hospital you're going to be in.