Forgetting My Baptism
Today's baptism-related Miracle Monday was submitted by Sister Joyce Smith. Enjoy!
Raised in a Catholic family, I came to The Church of Jesus Christ at the age of 17 after I met and was dating one of the minister's sons from the San Fernando Valley Branch in Southern California. The first time I visited The Church I felt something I had never felt before. For the very first time I felt God.
As a young girl, I had learned about God. I was baptized and made my Holy Communion and Confirmation. I believed in God, but it wasn't until I met The Church of Jesus Christ that I actually felt God. I couldn't wait to go to church on Sundays. The blessings were wonderful, and hearing the experiences from the members during testimony only increased the love of God that I was feeling. This was very compelling, and I knew I wanted to be baptized in this Church someday.
At 18 years old in August 1971, I got married and felt I could move on in my new faith and not offend my mother, who held to Catholic beliefs.
It was on a Friday night, December 31, 1971, at our New Year's watch service, as we all joined hands in a big circle for closing prayer, that I was so blessed in His Spirit that I asked for my baptism. Everyone hugged me and felt so happy for me, and the love of God continued to overwhelm me. It was decided that I would be baptized on Sunday, January 2, 1972. What a wonderful way to start the New Year.
The next day, Saturday, January 1, we had a young people's trip planned to the snow. Sometime that morning, one of the girls from the Bell Branch came up to me and said, "Congratulations."
My reply was, "What for?"
She said, "For asking for your baptism."
I thanked her and she ran off, but I stood there stunned. I realized that since I awoke, that whole morning, I had totally forgotten about it. It was like it had been wiped out of my memory. I was so ashamed of myself that I didn't remember something that important and so confused that I didn't know what to do or think.
I just went on that day as if everything was wonderful, but inside my mind and my heart, I was miserable. The rest of the day, I didn't tell anyone what happened, not even my husband. That night before I went to bed, I prayed to God, not really knowing what to say because I thought I must not be worthy to get baptized if I didn't even remember it.
The next morning, I arrived at church in a fog. I went to my father-in-law, who was going to baptize me, and told him the terrible thing that happened. He could see that I was very distraught. I told him I didn't think I should get baptized because I hadn't remembered about asking for my baptism when I woke the very next morning.
This experience was the first time I really saw how the evil spirit tries to overpower God's Spirit but His Spirit took me out of my darkness and into the light, and my faith is strong. Experiencing the Spirit of God and learning of His plan of redemption and restoration strengthens me and gives me hope. I rejoice in God through His Son Jesus Christ, and I thank Him daily for being with me in every part of my life.
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