Libby’s Faith Story

Yesterday morning my sweet baby girl was baptized.  It was her public profession of faith and we could not be more proud of her.

She has been talking about her salvation for months.  Years, actually.  After Kyndall was baptized, Libby wanted to be baptized.  Justin and I both felt like she wasn’t ready and didn’t truly understand salvation.  She just wanted to follow in her big sister’s footsteps.  But lately, her questions and comments have gotten more mature.

Wednesday night after church, the kids and I came home and got everything ready for bed.  (Justin had to work late, so it was just us.  When we called to tell him the good news, he was equally parts excited about her decision and sad that he wasn’t here with us.)

A few minutes after tucking Libby into bed, she came back into the living room with big crocodile tears dripping off her chin.  “Mama, I want Jesus to be in my heart!” she said.  Together, she and I talked about why we need to be saved and how we do that and what happens after.  Then she crawled into my lap, in our old and tattered brown recliner, and we prayed.  Following that prayer, my sweet little girl looked up at me with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen.  With that smile, and with tears still streaming down her face, she rejoiced.  “Mama, I’m a Christian now!”  She was literally glowing.

We called our preacher, talked through things with him, and scheduled her baptism.

It is such an incredible feeling to know that my baby girl’s future is secure, and that no matter what happens here in this world, we will forever be together in Heaven.

You can find Kyndall’s faith story here.

Luke 18:17 I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it.