Our baby boy was dedicated at church today. This is different than being baptized because it is more of a commitment from us, and clearly less of a decision from Owen. When he is older he will be able to choose baptism for himself, but until then John and I have committed to raising him with God in the forefront. It was a simple ceremony, but profound nonetheless... We took Owen, along with a few other babies, to the front of the church where our pastor prayed for them and asked everybody else to pray for us as parents and the babies as well. It was powerful and beautiful.
I was sort-of secretly hoping God would help Owen with his extension cord fixation. Because it's both dangerous and quite frankly, irritating. But when the ceremony was over and I put Owen down in the parent's viewing room, it took him all of 1 second to locate the wall of cords and speed crawl toward it. We'll continue to work on it.
In the meantime, I'm very happy to have such a special church to belong to, and I'm very proud and happy to have Owen dedicated.
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