Be mindful

When Maverick was in second grade one of his friends came over to stay the night. At dinner we started talking about how Maverick would soon be baptized.

And in that moment God gave me a good ol’ reality check.

The friend asked what the word baptized meant. I remember being truly shocked. I didn’t let him know that, but I was. How did someone that grew up in America not know what baptism was – let alone someone that grew up in the Bible-belt? It just wasn’t something I could wrap my feeble, little mind around.

I then sat in awe listening to my second grade son witness to his sweet little friend.

Proud mom moment.

But I couldn’t let it go, y’all. I still can’t. God knew I needed that sweet kiddo to ask me that exact question on that exact day so that I would always remember. So that I would always remember not to take “knowing” for granted.

Not everyone has a grandma and a grandpa that takes them to church.

Not everyone has a momma and a daddy that play praise and worship music on the radio.

Not everyone hears the story of Jesus’ birth on Christmas Eve.

Not everybody.

But that is the reality for somebody.

We need to be mindful.

We need to be understanding.

We need to be considerate.

We need to be ready.

We need to remember that not everyone knows the same theological language that we’ve been taught since we were knee high to a grasshopper, but everyone does know what love is – and that’s a language that we can speak out loud to everybody – everyday.

But in your hearts revere Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect. 1 Peter 3:15

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