Last post (see below) I explained how I suffer from Celiaism. I know how annoying people can be who insist on telling you about every ache and pain of their condition, but bear with me as I offer an anecdote from yesterday that will help you sympathize with me better.
Yesterday in our church service I had the privilege of baptizing a big bear of a man named Greg. As he testified to before the congregation, Greg was formerly a bouncer who loved to fight and was afraid of nothing, until God brought the fear of the Lord upon him and led him to where he heard the gospel. As I was about to apply the water to this man who must weigh 300 pounds or more, my wife said to Celia, “Look, Daddy is about to baptize Greg.” Celia, obviously thinking of the many babies she had seen baptized, looked up at her mom and asked, “How is Daddy going to hold him?”
I’ll try to refrain from now on saying anything more about my condition, but then again remember I can’t help it. It’s my Celiaism kicking in.