A little story

A little boy asked to his Mom and (step)Dad if he could get baptized in a Church. They didn't see any reason not to, so they set up a date with the Church to get all three of their children baptized.

The day before the baptism, the bio-Dad stated that he wanted to attend. Because of prior incidents involving bio-Dad, (step)Dad decided that it would be best not to have the boy baptised at this date, but to give bio-Dad a time limit to arrange it to be done.

The little boy's shoulders slumped, but he said he understood to spare the feelings of his (step)Dad.

The day of the baptism went smoothly. The little boy watched as his little brother and sister were welcomed into Christ's family, and even got to hold their lit candles during the service! He was happy for his siblings.....and yet there was a sparkle missing from this normally happy little guy.

All of his aunts, uncles and cousins were there, and did their best to console the boy in his disappointment.....but there were no words that could touch the deep 'left-out' feeling that settled in the pit of his stomach.

One cousin, who had always been very close to the little boy, saw his hurt and spent the whole morning praying that something would change, and that the little boy would get baptized. When it looked like all hope was lost, he decided to take matters into his own hands.

Secretly, he whispered to the little boy to come with him along with another cousin to the water fountain. He asked the little boy, "Do you want Jesus in your heart, so you can be part of His family, and believe He is the Son of God?" The little boy answered, "Yes."

The cousin then turned on the water tap and sprinkled water over the little boy saying, "I baptize you in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. You are now part of Jesus' family forever."

The sparkle instantly returned to the little boy's eyes.



The little boy is my nephew. The cousin is my oldest son, Ethan.