Scrapbooking and two baptisms.
First the scrapbooking.
Date: Saturday
Venue: PaperArts
Class Taught by: Me(!)
Topic: Creative Journalling
I had a great time, the class seemed to be well received, spent time with some good friends, had a gossip (like you do) and even managed one LO! (I'll try and scan and upload it later). I always have a good time at PaperArts, the girls are all so friendly, the banter flows and of course I can always find something new to buy.
Next the two baptisms. And they just happen to be mine and Richards! It was amazing, so personal and yet not, what with a congregation of over 150 people.
I've been wanting to be baptised ever since I became a Christian, nearly 5 years ago, but the church we were going to at the time wouldn't do it as I had already been baptised as a baby. My personal point of view is that this wasn't MY choice but my parents, neither of which were Christians at the time either.
Since moving back to Swindon we have started going to the Swindon Family Church who are part of the Newfrontiers family of churches. We recently did a foundation course, a sort of introduction in to the church, their beliefs and views and during this our pastor, Mark, talked about baptism. More specifically believers baptism. His view, that any baptism you have before you become a christian is basically nothing more than taking a bath, pretty much tied in with my view point. He then said that they were going to be doing a couple of baptisms in a few weeks and any of us were welcome to take part too. I jumped at the chance and then to my surprise so did Richard.
They have a huge baptistry(it's not called a font, apparently), in the corner of the converted warehouse, which functions as our church, and Richard even went along to re-fibreglass it in preparation of Sunday.
It was ever so slightly daunting, not least because they set up a video camera and broad casted the proceedings on a huge screen so that everyone could see but also because we all had to stand up and give a small testimony. Me and public speaking are not a match made in heaven. I was shaking like a leaf once I'd finished and didn't think I'd have the strength in my legs to walk over to the baptistry.
There are, apparently, photos. Taken by my mum, sort of 'before' and 'after' shots but I was so focused I didn't even see her. Once she has sent them to me I will post them. The event was made even more special as Richard baptised me and I baptised him in return. This was all followed off with a hog roast for the whole church. Fantastic.
First the scrapbooking.
Date: Saturday
Venue: PaperArts
Class Taught by: Me(!)
Topic: Creative Journalling
I had a great time, the class seemed to be well received, spent time with some good friends, had a gossip (like you do) and even managed one LO! (I'll try and scan and upload it later). I always have a good time at PaperArts, the girls are all so friendly, the banter flows and of course I can always find something new to buy.
Next the two baptisms. And they just happen to be mine and Richards! It was amazing, so personal and yet not, what with a congregation of over 150 people.
I've been wanting to be baptised ever since I became a Christian, nearly 5 years ago, but the church we were going to at the time wouldn't do it as I had already been baptised as a baby. My personal point of view is that this wasn't MY choice but my parents, neither of which were Christians at the time either.
Since moving back to Swindon we have started going to the Swindon Family Church who are part of the Newfrontiers family of churches. We recently did a foundation course, a sort of introduction in to the church, their beliefs and views and during this our pastor, Mark, talked about baptism. More specifically believers baptism. His view, that any baptism you have before you become a christian is basically nothing more than taking a bath, pretty much tied in with my view point. He then said that they were going to be doing a couple of baptisms in a few weeks and any of us were welcome to take part too. I jumped at the chance and then to my surprise so did Richard.
They have a huge baptistry(it's not called a font, apparently), in the corner of the converted warehouse, which functions as our church, and Richard even went along to re-fibreglass it in preparation of Sunday.
It was ever so slightly daunting, not least because they set up a video camera and broad casted the proceedings on a huge screen so that everyone could see but also because we all had to stand up and give a small testimony. Me and public speaking are not a match made in heaven. I was shaking like a leaf once I'd finished and didn't think I'd have the strength in my legs to walk over to the baptistry.
There are, apparently, photos. Taken by my mum, sort of 'before' and 'after' shots but I was so focused I didn't even see her. Once she has sent them to me I will post them. The event was made even more special as Richard baptised me and I baptised him in return. This was all followed off with a hog roast for the whole church. Fantastic.
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