Baptisms in the South Raccoon The Jordans enjoyed having the Baptist Association meeting at the Monteith church. Members came from far and near, with a houseful staying at their home. Granddaughter Leora helped butcher chickens when the meat wagon didn’t come, baked bread, made noodles or dumplings, harvested and cleaned vegetables from the garden. The meetings lasted a week. Joyful days for those who didn’t do the cooking or washing. Dozens of worshipers carried basket dinners to the riverbank of the South Raccoon east of town, women in long frocks, men in somber suits, to watch folks baptized. Meadowlark Songs
I just attended a Latter Day Saints baptism last Saturday—my first time attending a full immersion baptism —and it was a joyous occasion. I was invited by the little girl who was baptized as she is one of my little readers at the library. Such a privilege!
Our church has a baptismal that you step into. All three of us were baptized in it the same day, when our son was about a junior higher.
Baptism is very meaningful, Joy.
It certainly is, Tim.
Love that you’ve included real-life in the midst of this Baptismal celebration: “Joyful days for those who didn’t do the cooking or washing.” 🙂
Nancy, Grandma Leora just happened to mention that in her memoir!
Leora spoke for womankind! 🤣