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Month: November 2018

Buried in the Waters

Buried in the Waters

I died at the tender age of four. I stood at the front of the sanctuary, the first of my sisters in line next to my parents, all of us dressed in our Sunday best. As much as our parents had prepared us the night before, I felt nervous and embarrassed to be at the center of attention. As good presbyterians do, the pastor dipped his hand in the baptismal font and then placed his hand on my head. The…

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