Baptisms are beautiful. They are a symbol of rebirth. A new beginning. A fresh start to our frazzled, sin-stricken lives.
I was able to attend my sweet little cousins baptism yesterday. She was so cute in her beautiful white dress and her nerves getting the best of her. The ceremony was short and wonderful. A little talk from Grandma Max about baptism bears, and a little talk about the Holy Ghost from Grandma Kathy. Musical numbers from the family and cousins. It's truely amazing the way the spirit can touch us in such simple ways at very simple, but important times.
The day was perfect for that brand new perfect little girl.
I love you.