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I thought it would be interesting if we just told about how we were baptized. One person that I know was baptized in a horse trough in Texarkana and wrote a song about it. You can see his video at
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THYwmbkaLQw
Some have been baptized in lakes and rivers or hut tubs or swimming pools. I was baptized in what looked like a wooden crate with a plastic liner. See next post.
I was not raised in a church. My mother was a member of the local Congregational Church in Union Grove, WI. She did not attend. She had us three boys baptized (sprinkled) in the parsonage in the fall of 1942 so I was almost almost 5 years old and my brothers were almost 3 and 2. We did go to Sunday School there for a little while till Mom got tired of the hassle we gave her when she tried to send us.
As a teenager around 16 or 17 I began to reach out toward the Lord. I got a copy of the Revised Standard Version Bible and began to read it. I read some Roman Catholic material but did not pursue it any further. On March 28, 1955 I attended evangelistic services at the local Baptist Church. I really don't remember who preached or what he preached on but after going home that night I asked Jesus Christ to come into my heart. My life was radically changed. My language cleaned up immediately. I went back to that church on Wednesday night and testified for the first time in my life. I quit smoking and drinking, and I started going to that Baptist Church. I attended Sunday School, Sunday morning service, Sunday evening service, youth meetings and Wednesday prayer and Bible Study. I started carrying my Bible to school with me and read it in Study Hall. People who knew me knew that something happened.
Through reading the Bible and through hearing some preachers on the radio, I began to realize that God had more available for me than what we were experiencing and practicing at that Baptist Church. This is not meant to put anyone down at that Church. Our pastor was a good man and there were some great Christians in that Church. They just did not believe that things like healing, speaking with tongues, etc were available in our day.
Some of us teenagers talked about maybe being more for us. One girl cried all the while we were talking and reported us to the pastor. He kindly told me later on the way to some Bible classes that those gifts had ceased when the written Word became available. I did not argue with him. Some time during this period a couple of the teen age guys from that church rode to Kenosha, WI with a girl who went to Sunday School at the Baptist Church and then to a morning service with her aunt at a Church of God (Cleveland, TN). I was not impressed with their service. To be fair, we got there after the worship and all we were there for was a long period of announcements and the sermon. The trip to the Church of God may have happened before or after my visit to Marshfield. I'm not sure of the chronology.
During the summer of 1955 our family went "up north" in Wisconsin for a week. We spent Saturday night and Sunday with my mother's aunt. About a block from her house there was a white, frame, two story house that had a sign out in front that said "Apostolic Church." When I asked my aunt what kind of a church it was she said she did not know but they got kinda loud at times. That was back in the days before most places were air conditioned.
I got up that Sunday morning and went to a Church of Christ. I'd never been to one before. It was a small congregation and the folks were nice. That night I walked over to the Apostolic Church and was contemplating going on in. I walked around the side and tried to see into one of the windows. I heard a voice saying, "Kinda nosey, aren't you?" A couple of teen age girls (if I remember right) had seen me. I walked over to them and talked to them. When I told them where I was from, they knew some people from our small town who went to a church in Racine called Bethel Tabernacle. I had been to that church a couple of times, once as a joke with a couple of teenagers, once as a child as part of a Sunday School contest (with the family the girl in Marshield knew) and once just to visit during a revival. Actually, the visit during the revival may have happened after the Marshfield visit --I'm not sure of the timing.
I went on into the church. The auditorium was the living and dining rooms on the first floor of the house. There was a small platform. I think Sis. Hardt led some singing and testimonies while she played her guitar and Bro. Hardt preached something about a fish in a net. I may have that service confused with the following week. After service, I went to the basement prayer room and sought God for the Holy Ghost Baptism. I did not receive the experience but prayed for maybe an hour.
Our family spent the rest of the week in a cabin on a lake. I don't remember where it was but it may have been Hayward. A couple of times I walked out into the woods and sought God for the Holy Ghost Baptism.
The following Sunday we were in Marshfield again staying with a different relative. I got up Sunday morning and walked to the Apostolic Church. I was there for Sunday School. Sis Hardt taught the teenagers. I think it was in the basement at a picnic table. I don't remember if there was a subsequent morning service or not. I spent the day with them. Like I said, I remember two children, Aaron and Sharon. That night after service I went to the prayer room and prayed again but did not receive the Holy Ghost Baptism.
I'm not 100 percent sure but I think I prayed both Sunday nights like I stated above.
In October, Tex Hansen, a neighbor and someone I actually went to school with for all of grades 1-8 and also 9-12, and the mutual acquaintance with the Marshfield girls invited me to a meeting at Elim Tabernacle in Milwaukee, WI. At that time I was still 17 and in the 11th grade. I think this was a District Conference or maybe it was a fellowship meeting. Elim Tabernacle was pastored by F.J. Ellis (no relation to me). After service I went to the altar (or maybe a prayer room) and was seeking the Holy Ghost Baptism. Tex asked me if I wanted to get baptized. I had been baptized that previous summer in a lake and had joined the Baptist Church. I had been reading some about baptism in Jesus' name but was not convinced it was necessary. I thought, "Well, I'll probably get baptized in Jesus' name some time or another so I may as well do it tonight." The baptistry looked like a wooden box with a plastic liner. A garden hose was used to fill it with enought water to cover me. I had to kneel in it and the baptizer purshed me over backward. I'm not sure if I was completely submerged or not. Bro. L.R. Mitchell had been the pastor of Bethel Tabernacle in Racine and was leaving to go to North Dakota as a home missionary. He was the one who baptized me.
A month or two later I began to attend Bethel Tabenacle. I did not drive or have a car so a couple different families who lived in Union Grove took turns bringing me to church. By then Bro. Lester Thompson was the pastor.
On May 20, 1956 I was baptized in the Spirit at Bethel Tabernacle. That following September I went to St. Paul, MN to the Apostolic Bible Institute. In the spring of 1957 I came to the Cincinnati area for the summer and have been here ever since. I have only been back to Bethel Tabernacle twice and that was years ago. That church building is no longer there. It had been replaced by a brick Baptist church some time. Some of the congregation that made up Bethel Tabernacle is now part of a church called True Life Ministries. Their web site is
http://truelifeministries.com/index.php?nid=93285&s=hm
I've never been there and since it is about 8 hours from where I live, I'll probably never get there.
Someone told me about an African American preacher who said,
"I'm the undertaker,
I take you under in Jesus' name."
Bro. Jimmy Russell baptized so many people in Ward's Creek in Madisonville, KY that people there called it Jesus' Name Creek.
Bro. Eugene Shafer baptized so many people in the Ohio River here in Cincinnati that people said, "Bro. Shafer has baptized so many people in the Ohio River that the catfish all know him by name." I heard that at his funeral and I heard that from someone else later.
This is from pages 46-49 of the book,The Coal Miner preacher.
It is an autobiography of Bro. Jimmy Russell
on Sunday afternoon we
had an hour program on WFMW that was called “The
Beams of Light.” We featured our choirs and other
singers. We ministered on the radio for about eight years.
One day as I was driving to Princeton for one of the
broadcasts I came to Ward’s Creek. Just as I crossed this
creek, I looked down at the water and the big tree leaning
out over the creek, the Lord spoke to my heart, “Tell them
on the radio that by faith you are coming to Ward’s Creek
for a baptizing under that leaning tree after the broadcast.”
I did not know of a soul to be baptized. Twice during
my radio message I told the listeners about the faith baptismal
service.
After the broadcast I got in my car and drove toward
the creek. There was a long hill that went down toward
the creek. When I crested the hill, I saw cars parked on
both sides of the road, and cars were parked out in the
field. I think some of them wanted to watch me make a
fool of myself when no one showed up to be baptized.
I parked near the top of the hill and walked down to
the creek. I was careful to go where the tree leaned over
the water as I felt the Spirit had directed me. I opened my
Bible and preached for nearly an hour, unaware that the
creek was filling up with folks behind me. They had
waded out ready for baptism.
I pitched my Bible to Brother Floyd Jackson and
counted sixteen people waiting to be baptized in Jesus’
name. I waded out into waist-deep water and baptized
them. What an enjoyable experience! It was a very special,
God-ordained baptismal service. I never once
entertained the thought that God would let me down.
When my wife heard the broadcast at home, she
remarked, “I’m not worried. Someone will get baptized.”
My friend, Richard Sisk, heard my faith baptismal announcement
and told his wife, “I’m going over there to
see if anyone comes to it.” He had not been baptized in
Jesus’ name and had wrestled with the issue. On the way,
he told the Lord that if Brother Russell mentioned water
to him, he’d take that as a confirmation and get baptized.
He chose an obvious word and made it easy! All he
needed at that time was a nudge.
As I climbed up on the bank, Brother Sisk was standing
nearby. I reached up and shook his pant leg and said,
“Brother Sisk, the water’s wet.”
It stunned him. I had used his special word! He
quickly ran to his car and took off for Madisonville as fast
as the law would allow.
I stayed at the creek, feeling that Brother Sisk would
be back. I walked up the hill where my car was parked
and sat down in the front seat with my feet out on the
ground. I was still basking in the enjoyment of the
unusual baptismal service. I sat there for quite awhile.
Several cars turned off the road, and Brother Sisk’s
car was in front of them. He’d gone home to get a change
of clothes. It gave me a lot of pleasure to baptize my
friend in Jesus’ name just as the believers did all through
the Book of Acts. Three thousand people were baptized
on the Day of Pentecost. My tally for the day seemed
small by comparison, but it was growing. The night I was
baptized, ninety-six were baptized.
After Brother Sisk was baptized, a fellow kept hanging
around. He started ranting about how wrong it was to use
Jesus’ name in baptism. Evidently, like Brother Sisk, the
man had been in a tug-o-war frame of mind over Jesus
Name baptism and chose to verbally oppose me. He got
all worked up into a high pitch.
As he stepped on some moss-covered rocks at one shallow
part of the creek, intending to cross to the other side, he
fell, and a sharp rock punctured his arm. He held his arm,
and his face contorted in pain. A big knot formed on the arm.
I asked him, “What were you saying about Jesus’
Name baptism awhile ago?”
He admitted, “I don’t know if I believe it or not.”
I told him, “Follow me into the creek, and I’ll baptize
that knot away.”
He became childlike. “Do you believe that God would
heal me if you baptize me?”
“Yes, sir, I sure do,” I said. I led him into the water,
baptized him, watched him stand there and clap his
hands. The knot was gone, and God had won the
tug-o-war battle.
When the faith baptismal service was over, twenty-two
people had been baptized. As I drove home, a contented
sigh escaped my lips. “Isn’t God good?” What a pleasant
way to spend an afternoon—preaching and baptizing!
There were thirty-five people in the Princeton church
when I began pastoring. God added to the church in the
twenty months I was there, and there were 135 in attendance
when I left.
rgcraig
04-23-2009, 01:27 PM
Where - in the church baptismal tank
When - July, 1967
How - In Jesus name
Shawn
04-23-2009, 02:19 PM
I wasn't raised in the church either.
In my early 20's I was invited to a bible study and after several weeks baptized into the titles.
After several weeks the bible study happened to be visited by an Apostolic gentelman sharing Acts 2:38 with some of the group in a discussion. Some of us broke into a smaller study group and about 2 months later visited an Apostolic church and was baptized in Jesus name and filled with the Holy Ghost. It was 1995.
This is a baptism which took place last night in the new church sanctuary of a home missions church in Ruston, LA. I received an email today from Ron who is an assistant pastor there. He said the person came up out of the water speaking with tongues.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zjgbkkQorHw
Steve Epley
04-23-2009, 03:16 PM
March of 62 Elder Jimmy Russell baptized me in Jesus Name. I have been to Ward's creek. I was not baptized there.
ForeverBlessed
04-23-2009, 03:54 PM
March 21, 1975 at Faith Apostolic in Jesus' name by my dad, Floyd Reading.
Jack Shephard
04-23-2009, 03:56 PM
'Round December of '89 is where I was baptized in the spirit and sometime before that sometime I was baptized in Jesus name. I remembered when I accepted Jesus in my life and I made the changes, it was a great time. So '88-'89, Knoxville, Tn. dead of winter in a heated tank that the heater was busted in so the water was about 45 degrees and this was indoors.
Steve Epley
04-23-2009, 04:16 PM
March 21, 1975 at Faith Apostolic in Jesus' name by my dad, Floyd Reading.
He was a good man.
Sept5SavedTeen
04-23-2009, 04:27 PM
Sept. 5, 2004, at Abundant Life UPC, baptized by Bro. Roy Raposo. I didn't know if my parents would allow me to get baptized in JESUS' name, because I had been previously baptized in the Assemblies of GOD church, the summer of 2003. I wore two sets of clothes, went into the meetinghouse without my parent's knowing what I was going to do, took one set of clothes off to keep them dry, got baptized, and put back on my dry clothes. :thumbsup
-Bro. Alex
freeatlast
04-23-2009, 06:05 PM
Got baptized in the name of the Father Son & Holy Ghost in Pensacola Florida by pastor BW Adams in Jan 1971 at The Pentecostal Church of Jesus Christ.
It was in the first week of revival meeting that went every night for two months.
The Evangelist was Joe Duke.
nahkoe
04-23-2009, 06:15 PM
I've been baptized 3 times.
The first time was when I was 12. I'd grown up in a Reformed Church of America and had not been baptized as a baby (they perform infant baptism, sprinkling). I'd had an experience with God and *demanded* to be baptized. My mom conceded and all 4 of us were baptized.
We started going to an Assembly of God church shortly after that. I was baptized in the Holy Ghost and baptized by immersion (titles..maybe? I don't remember) just before I turned 14.
When I was 18, I worked with a woman who attended an UPC church. She and I were talking one night while she was driving me home from a girl's night out and ended up stopped in the parking lot of her church discussing the finer points of baptism. Do not ask me how we got on that subject. lol She ended up calling her pastor to meet us at the church and talk to me. He agreed, this was 9 or 10 pm. We talked for quite awhile before I ran out of objections. I was baptized that night in Jesus' name.
rosebud
04-23-2009, 06:17 PM
I was baptized in the Name of Jesus in Las Cruces, New Mexico by my Uncle Ralph Holley in 1967.
nahkoe
04-23-2009, 06:25 PM
And ok....I think everyone in this thread was baptized before I was even born. Y'all are good for making a girl feel young. :toofunny
Wait. Except for SeptTeen.
Shawn
04-23-2009, 07:26 PM
...Jan 1971 at The Pentecostal Church of Jesus Christ.
That was the year I was born(Oct).
I was baptized in Jesus' name in 1955.
That's before lots of y'all were born.
I'm old.
That makes me an elder.
And if I'm an elder, where is my respect.
Sometimes I feel like Brother Rodney Dangerfield, I get no respect.
Steve Epley
04-23-2009, 08:55 PM
Got baptized in the name of the Father Son & Holy Ghost in Pensacola Florida by pastor BW Adams in Jan 1971 at The Pentecostal Church of Jesus Christ.
It was in the first week of revival meeting that went every night for two months.
The Evangelist was Joe Duke.
You sure was!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Norman
04-23-2009, 09:00 PM
I was baptized in a baptistry in a church that did not have a heater, and the water was cold.
seguidordejesus
04-23-2009, 09:19 PM
Baptized in the baptistry at First Pentecostal Church - Jackson, MS (the 2nd Robinson Road location) in July 1987 after camp meeting. Rev. Donald Moore baptized me.
Margies3
04-23-2009, 09:36 PM
Where: First Apostolic Church, Toledo, Ohio (Fred Kinzie's church)
When: I think it was about 1969
How: In the name of Jesus'
Before that I had been sprinkled as an infant in the Methodist Church that my parents went to at the time.
I did not tell my parents I was going to be baptized that night. I was 14 years old and really should have talked with them about it. They wouldn't have objected if I had talked to them BEFORE I did it. But since I didn't tell them until after I got home, they were pretty angry with the folks at First Apostolic, as well as at the lady who had been taking me there and then at me. Ooops, big mistake on my part.
Where: First Apostolic Church, Toledo, Ohio (Fred Kinzie's church)
When: I think it was about 1969
How: In the name of Jesus'
Before that I had been sprinkled as an infant in the Methodist Church that my parents went to at the time.
I did not tell my parents I was going to be baptized that night. I was 14 years old and really should have talked with them about it. They wouldn't have objected if I had talked to them BEFORE I did it. But since I didn't tell them until after I got home, they were pretty angry with the folks at First Apostolic, as well as at the lady who had been taking me there and then at me. Ooops, big mistake on my part.
I can see why parents would be angry about a church baptizing their child without their knowledge or permission. I can also see a church refusing to baptize a minor without parental consent.
Margies3
04-23-2009, 09:48 PM
I can see why parents would be angry about a church baptizing their child without their knowledge or permission. I can also see a church refusing to baptize a minor without parental consent.
that's what they really should have done. Unfortunately, nobody even mentioned the idea of speaking to my parents before I was baptized. It was kind of like I was there and wanted to be baptized so let's just get this done. I didn't even understand the significance of being baptized in Jesus' name instead of the titles at that point. I just knew that in the book of Acts when people got saved, they got baptized. The church we attended only had baptismal services once a year because they had to borrow a church with a baptistry in order to do it. They baptized in the titles, but I didn't know that. I thought baptism was baptism. No big deal how it was done. I really should have received alot more instruction before anyone took me into that tank.
Oh well, it's all water under the bridge now.
jaxfam6
04-23-2009, 10:59 PM
1970 at the Licking Valley Pentecostal Chapel, Hanover Ohio by my father, Marvin Jacks, in Jesus name. (I was 5) I happened to have my parents permission, seeing as how my dad was my pastor. =) Often thought I should do it again as an adult since I was really young and now that I am older I know what it truly is about. Haven't done it but have thought about it.
I used to swim in that baptismal tank. Baptized all my stuffed animals and pets in it. Now my cousins and friends all got baptized in the creek in front of the house. Didn't want any of their sins staying around so took them to the creek so that their sins could float down stream. =)
Hoovie
04-24-2009, 12:57 AM
I brought my niece to church once (she was about 14) and folks started crowding her at the altar with various prayings and advice about getting baptized... I stepped in and said I thought that was a bad idea without having parental consent. I am sure some thought I was being harsh - but oh well.
Hoovie
04-24-2009, 01:00 AM
I was baptized under water, in a tank at age 16, about 25 years ago.
Sept5SavedTeen
04-24-2009, 06:47 AM
I was baptized in Jesus' name in 1955.
That's before lots of y'all were born.
I'm old.
That makes me an elder.
And if I'm an elder, where is my respect.
Sometimes I feel like Brother Rodney Dangerfield, I get no respect.
That was before my parents were born... and before any of my grandparent's married (all marriages and births in my family have been legitimate for both their generations... just wanted to clarify, :lol ).
-Bro. Alex
Sherri
04-24-2009, 07:22 AM
Baptized in 1964 (7 years old) in a horse trough inside our church in Jesus' name. I was baptized in Grayville, IL and the water was NOT heated, thus the stammering lips. I didn't get the Holy Ghost until 8 or 9 years later.
Margies3
04-24-2009, 01:25 PM
Baptized in 1964 (7 years old) in a horse trough inside our church in Jesus' name. I was baptized in Grayville, IL and the water was NOT heated, thus the stammering lips. I didn't get the Holy Ghost until 8 or 9 years later.
:ursofunny:ursofunny:ursofunny
commonsense
04-24-2009, 06:12 PM
Where- Church camp in Trego,WI
When- July 23, 1960
How- In Jesus Name in a crystal clear lake
That day had other memories as well.
I got my drivers license July 23, 1973.
My paternal grandmother passed away July 23, 1975.
commonsense
04-24-2009, 06:23 PM
BTW, I received the baptism of the Holy Ghost July 22, 1960; same campground, Trego, WI.
(rented campground; an unusual alliance of 9 churches in northern MN & WI made up of UPC and PAW churches.)
Margies3
04-24-2009, 06:41 PM
BTW, I received the baptism of the Holy Ghost July 22, 1960; same campground, Trego, WI.
(rented campground; an unusual alliance of 9 churches in northern MN & WI made up of UPC and PAW churches.)
Shoulda waited till after midnight, then it would have been the 23rd. :)
John Atkinson
04-24-2009, 07:30 PM
Ooooh this is a good one.
1977
Sprinkle baptism, and confirmation, by Arch Bishop Camilerri of Malta, the guy later became a cardinal, that is like one paygrade down from the pope.
My godfather was a guy named Ray Renda, he owed a bar called the Sea Pebbles on the strand in Sliema, Malta (google it). It was also the first night I ever got drunk.
1986
Got dunked in a baptist church for sake of a chick. Didn't mean anything. Neither did she.
1987 Got buried in water in Jesus name by Bro Robert Condrey in Austin TX. it has stuck.
commonsense
04-25-2009, 08:47 AM
It would be hard to top that....
Timmy
04-25-2009, 09:38 AM
In an AG church, long time ago. Don't actually remember the formula. Probably the "wrong" one. ;)
Bro.John
04-25-2009, 11:13 PM
Hello
Where - I was baptized in the river
When - March, 2003
How - In Jesus name
This is the true baptism Acts 2:38
missourimary
06-05-2009, 10:35 AM
I've been looking for a thread like this one.
I was baptized in the titles in about 1988, in Missouri, in a very cold baptistry. In January, no heat in the building, no heated water, and mom was mad because I wanted to pray and no one would let me-before or after I got out of the water-couldn't pray in the water it was too cold and there were bugs. (The baptistry wasn't used very often-I only remember about 5 baptisms in the 15 years I went there.) The church I was attending believed in 5 steps of salvation... hear the word, receive the word, believe the word, make a profession of faith, be baptized. Never heard that doctrine anywhere else. My sister says she wasn't even taught that much there, and I'm not sure where or when I heard it.
Baptized in Jesus name in September 1990, in a smaller UPC church in Missouri, in a horse trough.
God had been dealing with me about Jesus' name baptism, and I had tried and tried to prove that it didn't matter... even the Trinitarian commentaries in the local religious-oriented college said "the early church baptized in Jesus' name." The pastor didn't really know me. I had come a few times, but he didn't think I was serious. I tried to talk with him a couple of times, but he kind of put me off, thinking I was after one of his young men. I called him at home and requested to meet with him, and he said I could come to his home. When I got there his wife was in the kitchen, and he was in a recliner in the living room, feet all propped up... He about fell out of his chair, he sat up so fast, when I told him I wanted to be baptized!!
RandyWayne
06-05-2009, 12:19 PM
I actually got the Holy Ghost a few weeks before -standing behind a pew during song service.
The baptism itself was in the basement, in 60 degree water, in the middle of Winter (which for Wisconsin could have meant April-May, or Sept-October).
tbpew
06-05-2009, 12:42 PM
Sprinkled as a infant some 1959/60
Buried under water (full emersion) calling upon the name of the one who died for me,
Feb 23, 1983
Lake Charles, La. (6th St / Pastor Thorton)
Fiyahstarter
06-05-2009, 01:39 PM
Some of my Mom's kinfolk were baptized in the Jordan River.
missourimary
06-05-2009, 02:29 PM
It is nice to hear the testimonies-I've been curious how many of us were born and raised Apostolic/Pentecostal and how many started attending later. I was an adult-never heard of Pentecost until around 1988, and even then, Mom said there were no Pentecostal churches in our area... hmm... we were less than an hour from UPC HQ. My family wasn't very encouraging in my walk with God, but He had a plan and made a way! :)
TulsaDavid
06-05-2009, 02:51 PM
How: In the only Name given among men whereby we must be save, in the name of Jesus.
When: Easter Sunday, 1975, at the age of 17, straight from the pit of Catholicism. Got the Holy Ghost on Good Friday, within 10 minutes of walking back to the prayer room (churches sometimes had prayer rooms in the back, rather than altars up front) after an invitation to seek God was made by the evangelist.
Where: Kinder, Louisiana, pastor B. L. Clark, kindest and finest pastor a sinner could ever have known in coming out of this world into the kingdom of God.
mizpeh
06-05-2009, 03:14 PM
RAF Upper Heyford, England 1982 In the bathtub of a Baptist Air Force chaplain
Esther
06-05-2009, 09:02 PM
Where: Baptismal tank w/o a heater in Bossier City
When: April 1966
How: In water immersed in Jesus name
By: Pastor L. J. McDaniel
Scott Hutchinson
06-05-2009, 09:47 PM
I was baptized in water and Pastor Glenn Akridge said Thank you Jesus.
OneAccord
06-06-2009, 06:58 AM
November, 1970
Miami, Florida. Pastor: W.H. Dunn. Evangelist: H. H. Phillips
Someone asked if I wanted to be baptized. I didn't even know what baptism was. I was baptized in Jesus' Name. Recieved the Holy Ghost in an RW Schambach meeting in January of the following year.
I believe it was 1967. I was baptized in Fairbanks Alaska in the baptistry of the First United Pentecostal Church by Bro. Shoemaker who later became a UPCI Missionary to Madagascar and then after that a Baptist preacher!
Two Little Boys
After a hardy rainstorm filled all the potholes in the streets and alleys, a young mother watched her two little boys playing in the puddles through her kitchen window... The older of the two, a five year old lad, grabbed his sibling by the back of his head and shoved his face into the water hole.
As the boy recovered and stood laughing and dripping, the mother ran to the yard in a panic. "Why on earth did you do that to your little brother?!" she asked as she shook the older boy in anger.
"We were just playing 'church' mommy," he said.
"I was just baptizing him...in the name of the Father, the Son and in....the hole-he-goes. "
Timmy
06-07-2009, 09:22 PM
:spit
Falla39
06-07-2009, 10:17 PM
Sept. 1953 I was baptized, along with two siblings, in the Lake Lavon spillway. The
lake was not filled at that time. I didn't receive the Holy Ghost until 1958. I was 13
when I was baptized and 18 when I received the Holy Ghost. I thank God for that
humble beginning and the wonderful teaching of my late father as pastor in those
early years. He believed in getting the word of God into your heart so you could
become an overcomer by the Blood of the Lamb and the word of our testimony.
Falla39
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