At my baptism a priest poured water into my eye and I cried, and you know if I cried it must have been uncomfortable, because I pride myself on never crying. Other than that, the priest was very gentle and made me smell good with some nice oil. He even told a couple of jokes during the ceremony which was a nice touch. I didn't understand them, but everyone else seemed to be laughing. I'm being held by one of my Godparents and the other is right next to her. My real parents are on the left, but according to the church, they aren't actually my parents, God is, and they have been given the honor of raising me.
Monday, March 10, 2008
My Baptism
At my baptism a priest poured water into my eye and I cried, and you know if I cried it must have been uncomfortable, because I pride myself on never crying. Other than that, the priest was very gentle and made me smell good with some nice oil. He even told a couple of jokes during the ceremony which was a nice touch. I didn't understand them, but everyone else seemed to be laughing. I'm being held by one of my Godparents and the other is right next to her. My real parents are on the left, but according to the church, they aren't actually my parents, God is, and they have been given the honor of raising me.
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