“Stories have to be told or they die, and when they die, we can’t remember who we are or why we’re here.”— Sue Monk Kidd.
Here at BFL, we like Kidd, believe that stories need to be told in order to help us remember who we are and why we are here. For us, at this moment in time, the stories we think are the most compelling – to tell -and to listen to – are the stories of baptism. Your stories, our stories, and the stories of our faith ancestors. To that end, we will be sharing a host of baptism stories here in this communal space. Stories that we believe can help us better discern who we are and why we are here, and how our baptisms can help us create lives of meaning and purpose.
– Jerusalem Greer, Project Evangelist.
(Susan’s baptism at Calvary Baptist Church)
I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, as I prepare to become a fully-invested member of the Episcopal church in early May. I won’t be baptized as an Episcopalian. That’s probably a good thing, since I have been been baptized twice already (first as a Presbyterian at age 12, and again as an American Baptist at age 49).
But I will say this, I never thought more about my baptism nor learned more about that baptism than I have since I began my time hanging out with Episcopalians.