When Christ is at our table, the world is at our table. When Christ is at our table, north, south, east and west are at our table. And when the true Christ is finally recognized, we will eat differently. Today we celebrate the baptism of three children. It s a warm and fuzzy moment.
Babies squirm and coo.
Ministers are all thumbs. The whole congregation is enthralled. Yes, there s nothing like an ancient ritual to stir emotions and rivet attention. But for an outsider looking in there s really not much to baptism a few solemn words, some mumbo jumbo about Father Son and Holy Spirit, a dab of water, a smudge of oil on the forehead. It s over and done in five minutes or less.