Last Saturday was a special day in our little neck of the woods. Our Miss Hannah was baptized and we celebrated with family and friends. The entire group from Boise (minus Grandpa Paul who was busy working) were able to be here despite the horrid road conditions and our dear friends that live here locally all braved the weather to come and celebrate Hannah and her choice to be baptized. It was an emotional day for me as I watched my little girl take an important step in her spiritual journey.
I loved seeing her face.
I loved seeing the faces of those who love her.
I loved the beautiful song her Aunt Jen and cousin Rachael sang to her, accompanied by her grandma.
I loved the tight hug she gave her dad as she came out of the water.
I loved the sweet prayer offered up by her cousin Nathan.
But my favorite part? The part that I keep remembering and holding onto? The feeling. That palpable feeling of a higher being, that, regardless of your religious preferences, couldn't be denied. I loved knowing that our Heavenly Father was there, that He was proud of Hannah and that He made his presence known. It was tangible and true and I will remember it always.
Everyone returned to our house after the program and feasted as we always tend to do. While everyone finished their meal, I showed a video I had made to commemorate the special day. I had made one for Spencer's baptism and Hannah has been not-so-patiently waiting for hers ever since.
I think it captures her perfectly.
Congratulations Hannah. We are so proud of you.