It was kind of weird for me to baptize Cy, because he seems so young. Even though he's a great kid, it's really easy for me to focus on all the things he doesn't understand, and wonder if he's really ready to be baptized. He understands what a baptism is, and what it means, but I really don't think he fully understands the gravity of it. Hopefully, with the Holy Spirit as a part of his life, he'll be led to love the gospel and grow into the responsibilities that he has taken on, instead of looking back and feeling like he got into something he never really wanted. A lot of people around here get baptized when they turn 8, so I guess it's really not that bad. I just have a different perspective, having waited until I was 17 years old.
On Sunday I confirmed Cy at our Sacrament meeting. Some people in the ward let their kid cry during the blessing, and Mom couldn't hear any of it. She was pretty upset about that. I hope she won't let it get to her too much. It'd be really sad to let something like that turn into a bad memory.
But the Voice of Truth tells me a different story
The Voice of Truth says, "Do not be afraid!"
And the Voice of Truth says, "This is for My glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of Truth
But the stone was just the right size
To put the giant on the ground
And the waves they don't seem so high
On top of them lookin' down
I will soar with the wings of eagles
When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus
Singing over me