What Happened on a Sunny Afternoon at the Jordan River

20150227_123206I’m only nine years old. She is not yet twelve. She takes my hand and we step up to the altar and fall to our knees in surrender.

The preacher places her hand on our young heads as we kneel side by side. We don’t really know what this means. We are just girls after all. We will not remember her words. But we will never forget the moment.

I’m fifty-five years old now. She is not yet fifty-eight. She takes my hand and we step into the river and fall back in surrender.

We’re much, much older than the day when we knelt at the altar. Many things have changed. We’re no longer girls, but grandmas. We have gray hairs where blonde used to be. We have laugh lines and wrinkles and our knees cannot bend quite as fast as they once did.

But our hearts have not changed.

And God’s Holy Spirit, who first drew us to the altar all those years ago remains the same. It still whispers to us and calls us by name and echoes through these four decades that have passed so quickly by.

And when we emerge, dripping and sodden, from the exhilarating cold of the Jordan River; in the very same place where Joshua crossed the waters to claim the Promised Land; in the very same spot where Jesus waded out to John the Baptist; on this sunny afternoon in the company of blue skies and bulrushes, my sister and I turn to each other and laugh, and hug.

20150227_123956And as we rise from the river, three white doves fly overhead. ..

Just as if someone had opened heaven’s doors and set them free.

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6 thoughts on “What Happened on a Sunny Afternoon at the Jordan River

  1. Sue Supanich

    Ohhh Glenys! How fantastic! I have been thinking about you all and praying for a great trip and it looks like it is!!! Enjoy!!!! xo susie : )

  2. Pauline Smith

    What an amazing memory to bring back from our time in the holy land. It was so wonderful to reaffirm our baptism together and a special moment I will never forget. Love you Glenys xx


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