being a part of it

I am Roman Catholic. Our religious tradition is grounded on seven sacraments. The first three are organized under the heading, Sacraments of Initiation. Yesterday, RJR and I participated in one of these, the Sacrament of Baptism, with his childhood friend and his wife. Their son Gavin Charles was initiated into the Church with this rite. I have never been to a baptism like this one, it was a special gathering with just the family surrounding the baptismal font. Why water you might ask, well, according to the Catechism (our Church's marching orders as it were): "Since the beginning of the world, water, so humble and wonderful a creature, has been the source of life and fruitfulness. Sacred Scripture sees it as 'overshadowed' by the Spirit of God: At the very dawn of creation your Spirit breathed on the waters, making them the wellspring of all holiness."

Too often in our white bread culture we have lost sight of these amazing gathering points in family life. Traditions and celebrations have been left behind in favor of shopping and other consumer pursuits. We barely slow down to think about rites of passage. Heck, much of my generation has sworn off children altogether.

This was an incredible tradition to be a part of, and I was immensely proud of RJR for standing up as Gavin's godfather. He has a lifelong responsibility to this little guy and I look forward to being around to support them both in their faith journey.