To the crowd she likely seems just a sweet, impulsive child as she wades into the water. One that makes you say, “aw.”
She is sweet.
She is impulsive.
She is a child.
But this moment is so much more.
This is God leading her. Her teaching me.
As we walked up next to the pool (late for the baptisms), we walked up just in time to hear the Pastor asking if anyone else wanted to be baptized.
I was just setting down my camera bag (luckily the camera was around my neck) and my husband hadn’t even made it to where we were standing…yet a little voice answered “yes.”
For nearly a year we have been saying we would plan for Isabel to be baptized. Weather, schedules and life seemed to get in the way, with promises of this summer. We would plan for her to be obedient.
And then there in this moment with a church we are new to, with people we barely know, with no grandparents or godparents, no plans, no towels or extra clothes. There in that moment the opportunity to follow God was presented, and Isabel understood.
This wasn’t about plans or the crowd. This was about a little girl and her Jesus.
We were planning for obedience. She seized the opportunity to be obedient.
And as I stared teary eyed at my baby girl boldly declaring her life for Jesus, I knew deep in my heart that once again God was teaching me through my peanut.
To get out of my own way and follow Him. Tune my ears and heart to the sound of His whisper. To walk in His footsteps. That there is a time for planning and there is a time for doing. And doing is what touches hearts, changes live.
Isn’t that the moniker of Jesus’ ministry? Doing. Healing, teaching, loving. Heart tuned to God, eyes on His people, hands open to life…to love.
The water was cold. She didn’t turn back.
A pastor she barely knows held her hand. She didn’t flinch.
Her parents were caught of guard. She knew what she was doing.
Isabel was baptized exactly when she was supposed to be. Following her Jesus when the whisper moved her soul.
This morning I awoke with teary smile remembering yesterday. Thanking God for the lessons He is teaching me. My prayer breathed before my feet touched the floor, “help me follow You like that.”
I urge you, today, to turn your heart toward Jesus. Listen for those whispers. Don’t miss the opportunity to follow Him. Even if the water is cold. Even if you don’t know the people or you aren’t prepared.
…even if you haven’t finished planning….