My church saves baptisms for Easter Sundays. A marathon of baptisms in three services. I go to the 8am service because it's the only one I can get into without feeling like I've gone to a soccer match and fought other spectators to get in. Seriously, I think I saw a couple black eyes. We get charged up. The energy is tangible. A lot of messed up people entering a room of grace = tears and laughter.
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