A Weekly Journal Chronicling My Life
As It Intersects With The Garbage Dump Community Near La Ceiba, Honduras

Monday, July 23, 2012

Those Honduran Mennonites Sure Don't Drag Their Feet

 There was a baptism the other day at the Mennonite Church in La Ceiba.
Almost 20 people got dunked in an ice-cold mountain river.
Not simultaneously, but you get the idea.

Sergio, who had just accepted Jesus as his Lord and Savior the week prior was among them.
I don't think he imagined that he would be baptized quitee so quickly.
Normally you have to take a 4-month long class at the church prior to your baptism.
The pastor though, after talking with Sergio, decided to expedite the process and baptize him now.

Just so happens the baptism occurred while a group from Frazer Mennonite was visiting and Pastor Brenda Martin Hurst was the person that actually baptized him.

I talked to him that night via telephone and he said that he was grinning from ear to ear, that he was just so happy and felt like his life had begun anew.
It has Checho, it has.

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