Our second son (third child) was baptized this past Sunday! What a joyous occasion. We went to a creek several miles north of Kaikoura for it, where there was a pool nearly under the railway bridge.
We arrived before several of the other car-loads of people, so enjoyed the sunny day beside the creek.
The boy who was to be baptized acted true to his nature, and played in the cold water while we waited.
Meanwhile, our oldest boy discovered a “cave” up under the train bridge, and his daddy helped him climb up into it.
We teased him about living under a bridge now!
Suddenly, we heard a whistle–a freight train was going through!
Finally, everyone arrived and one of the brothers shared the passage from the book of Acts about Paul’s baptism.
Then, Gayle had the privilege of baptizing his son.
Just as we finished praying, another train whistle sounded in the distance–the passenger train was coming through!
A constant backdrop to the service was the surf, easily visible on the other side of the highway bridge.
That looks so pretty with the fennel. I’ve never seen it growing before.