My wife recently purchased a book written by a friend of ours, Patti Webster, entitled, “It Happened in Church“. (click link to purchase a copy) The book is a compilation of some of the hilarious things that happen in church. Here’s one of them…
The first candidate for baptism approached, and I informed her that the water was really cold and that she could wait to be baptized at a later date when the water was warmer.
Feeling that this was the time God wanted her to make the right steps in her life, she insisted that she be baptized right then and there.
I helped her to the water, and immediately she started muttering, “Oh Jesus! Oh Jesus!” She moved closer to the water and her groans got louder, “Oh Jesus! Oh Jesus!”
As she stepped in to the water, she got even louder, OH JESUS! OH JESUS!”
Feeling this was no time for a long message, I quickly read the scripture and pronounced, “I now baptized you in the name of Jesus Christ!”
After being fully immersed into the water, she quickly jumped up and said, “Oh sh**, that water was cold!”
The deacon on duty immediately yelled, “Pastor, dip her again, it didn’t take!”
Isn’t church supposed to be a sacred place? A refuge? “Holy Ground”?