Admit it - you get a nice feeling when you look at the sky after it's been raining and see a rainbow... Occasionally, there's these really special moments that make people stop and stare in even more wonder and awe (and hopefully think about the God who created rainbows):
The butterflies were coloured and dried in either a ping pong ball packet, over the side of a bowl, or just flat. Strangely, the purple butterflies didn't set at all, and so were still floppy when it came time to attach them to the cake... And I have no idea why. Maybe too much dye? If anyone is an expert with fondant, let me know. Or, if you're working with fondant, be warned- occasionally it doesn't dry.
I awoke to a howling thunderstorm that threatened to blow us all over. We threw ourselves into the car to drive the incredibly distant three blocks to get to church. The rain slid sideways like a shifty pickpocket under the school's sheltered areas and drummed loudly off the metal roofs. And in this wet, cold, freezing weather, more than a hundred and fifty people gathered to watch us dunk people in an inflatable kiddie pool! To stand in the middle of the maelstrom with a cake trying to capture the promise of both the rainbow and the cross seemed strangely fitting, and the warm inner feelings of connection and celebration were almost enough to combat the frostbite I was increasingly getting in my fingers and toes.
It is such a joy to see people give their lives to Jesus, and I pray that the lives of those who do (wherever they might live, and whichever church they are a part of), will be enriched by His love and their faith strengthened every day. And that they don't catch pneumonia.
We debriefed at an Elder's meeting afterwards. First point of order: "Baptisms will definitely take place in Summer next time!"
Baptisms (and weddings, e.g.) are great moments which convict me to re-visit the promises and commitments that I've made as well: Both to God, and to my husband; and they invisibly remind me to renew my focus on the eternal, rather than the earthly...
And though I can't help but sing this whenever I read it, I wanted to add: