
I was baptized as an infant in 1958. My sainted grandmother gave me some books then and in my preschool years about Jesus, heaven, and the twelve disciples. A while back, when my parents moved, my mother found those books and gave them to me again. I remember looking through them with fascination when I was a little boy and, in combination with my grandmother’s prayers, I’m sure they had an influence on me. I can say that I am here today as a Christian and a minister because of God’s gifts of water, words about Jesus, and the faithful prayers of those who loved and nurtured me.
Last Sunday, two of my grandchildren were baptized. One is now twelve years old and his little sister has been in this world only a few months. After they were baptized, the pastors put the baby in my grandson’s arms and he walked up and down the aisle of the church while the congregation sang a song of blessing upon them. At an open house later, I gave my grandson a present. When he unwrapped his gift he found the three books my grandmother had given me almost sixty years ago. I told him I was entrusting them to him and that he should take such good care of them that he can one day pass them on to his grandchildren.
May my prayers for him and all my grandchildren be as faithful and loving as my grandmother’s were for me. May God’s gift of water, words about Jesus, and such prayers cover them with blessings for all their years.
Among Martin Luther’s greatest contributions is lifting up what Evangelical Lutheran Worship calls “the baptismal life” — a baptismal spirituality, or even a baptismal way of living. From a Lutheran perspective, this washing with water in the name of the triune God among the gathered Christian assembly is at the center of one’s whole life as a Christian. We might describe baptism as the wellspring from which the entire Christian life flows. Jesus’ words to the woman at the well in John 4:14, promising a “spring of water gushing up to eternal life,” are often applied to baptism. This spring gushes up from the font, where, as Romans 6 assures us, we are liberated from sin and death by being joined to Jesus’ death and resurrection. From the font, God’s spring of living water flows freely and powerfully throughout the gathered assembly, its ripples extending into every day of the Christian’s life. The streams of the baptismal spring include nurture, formation, initiation, return, affirmation, vocation, remembrance, and, ultimately, the completion of God’s promise in the life to come, when the wellspring of baptism overflows in new life.
• Dennis L. Bushkofsky, Craig A. Satterlee
The Christian Life: Baptism and Life Passages

Though the Lutheran liturgy was not followed in last Sunday’s baptism, I couldn’t help but think of it as I stood there watching. There are several different, though similar forms, and here is one of them:
Blessed are you, O God, maker and ruler of all things. Your voice thundered over the waters at creation. You water the mountains and send springs into the valleys to refresh and satisfy all living things.
Through the waters of the flood you carried those in the ark to safety. Through the sea you led your people Israel from slavery to freedom. In the wilderness you nourished them with water from the rock, and you brought them across the river Jordan to the promised land.
By the baptism of his death and resurrection, your Son Jesus has carried us to safety and freedom. The floods shall not overwhelm us, and the deep shall not swallow us up, for Christ has brought us over to the land of promise. He sends us to make disciples, baptizing in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.
Pour out your Holy Spirit; wash away sin in this cleansing water; clothe the baptized with Christ; and claim your daughters and sons, no longer slave and free, no longer male and female, but one with all the baptized in Christ Jesus, who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever.
Amen.
This is one of my favorite texts recited in worship. I love how these words trace the life-giving, life-sustaining power of water throughout the scriptures. God saves us in and through the waters, “by the washing of regeneration and renewing by the Holy Spirit, whom He poured out upon us richly through Jesus Christ our Savior” (Titus 3:5-6).
A few days before the service, I had a conversation with my grandson about the meaning of baptism, and we talked about why we use water in the ceremony. First, I reminded him about how when you take a bath or shower, the water rinses you clean. In the same way God washes our hearts clean, forgiving and renewing us in Jesus. Second, since he had just experienced the birth of a baby sister in his home, I asked him if he remembered how he had been there the night his mama’s water broke and then she went to the hospital and had the baby. I told him how mothers carry babies in their wombs in a sac of water and that when that water flows it signals a new life coming into the world. Even so, in baptism, the water flows over us and we are born into God’s family.
I suppose I will keep trying to think of ways to talk to him and my other grandchildren in years to come about how God’s gift of water sustains us, refreshes us, renews us, and keeps on cleansing us throughout our earthly journey.
We never outgrow our need for water. And, as Wendell Berry says, “It survives our thirst.” God’s provision is always there, always greater than our need. May all the baptized keep coming back to the well for more.
We are also aware, however, that in this groaning world many live in dry or polluted places, where access to clean water is a problem. May the baptized lead the way in working to quench their thirst and heal their lands.
And may we all help each other, that we may keep “returning to [God’s] rich waters thirsty.”
Like the water
of a deep stream,
love is always too much.
We did not make it.
Though we drink till we burst,
we cannot have it all,
or want it all.
In its abundance
it survives our thirst.
In the evening we come down to the shore
to drink our fill,
and sleep,
while it flows
through the regions of the dark.
It does not hold us,
except we keep returning to its rich waters
thirsty.
We enter,
willing to die,
into the commonwealth of its joy.
• Wendell Berry
“Like the Water”