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Paisley's Baptism

Paisley's baptism was yesterday and it was beautiful!  One of my favorite ceremonies in the Methodist church is the baptism of babies.  It's such a sweet ritual and I remember watching these in the past and wondering if I'd ever be up there with my own baby.  They were almost hard to bear during the darkest part of my infertility and especially following my miscarriage.

Our pastor baptized her with my husband, my in-laws, my mom, my best friend, and Aaron's brother and sister up front.  She then held her and walked her around to introduce her to the congregation while everyone sang the sweetest lullaby.  I thought I'd post the lyrics....wish I could sing them, but you'll just have to imagine since my singing voice is terrible!

Paisley, Paisley, God claims you.
            God helps you, protects you, and loves you too.
            We this day do all agree a child of God you’ll always be.
Paisley, Paisley, God claims you.
            God helps you, protects you, and loves you too.
            We are here to say this day that we will help you on your way.
Paisley, Paisley, God claims you.
            God helps you, protects you, and loves you too.

I felt so incredibly proud to be her mother as I watched the congregation smile at her.  My eyes filled with tears as I heard the song for the first time since we had her.  It's crazy how certain things trigger my emotions to resurface.  Apparently, that song was a big one! 

It's amazing how many people love this baby.  She is so blessed to have such a great family, and we are incredibly lucky to have her in our lives!!!

Comments

  1. basebell6October 25, 2010 at 9:53 PM

    awwhhh!! sooooo sweet how you wondered if it would ever be you and now it is. God works miracles everyday! we are methodist too :)

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  2. FaithOctober 25, 2010 at 10:16 PM

    Oh, how precious. I cry almost every day, at just little moments with Jackson. Like you, I wondered if I would ever experience the magic of being a mom. It's amazing when those moments you dreamed of actually become reality. I would be a bawling mess at such a beautiful display of love....I'm so glad you had that as a family.

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  3. TraceyOctober 26, 2010 at 12:27 AM

    That is so beautiful! I would have been sobbing! Such a sweet song... Pictures???

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  4. pregnant in ManhattanOctober 26, 2010 at 7:18 PM

    sounds like a sweet ceremony. Congratulations on Paisely's baptism!

    I know what you mean abt random things triggering emotion- happens to me all the time!!

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