Those cold cold waters!!!

Yesterday was Veteran's Day, VMI Founder's Day (rah rah Va Mil!!), anddddddd the anniversary of my baptism!!! I was baptized two years ago yesterday in the Maury River in Lexington, Va. It was an incredible experience!

One of John's classmates, Jason, was in town for the weekend having just returned from Afghanistan. He was over for breakfast after John picked him up from the airport. In our discussion he mentioned that he wanted to be baptized and was going to have Chap (our chaplain/pastor) do it on Sunday. I had been praying about it for a couple years - so I mentioned that I wanted to be baptized too, and would he mind if I joined in? He was delighted and so ...

on a freezing November day we stood by the edge of the river

shivering and shivering, until....

 

down into the waters I went!!! 

When I came back up it took several tries to get air in my lung - THAT'S how cold it was!!! It was such an incredible experience, though. I wouldn't trade it for any August day. I was so blessed to be able to have John baptize me with Chap. 

I would like to add as a side note: Jason is an Army Ranger (mountain division) who had just returned from war. When he walked out into the water the first time he came running out screaming about how cold it was! The second time was the charm though and, after borrowing John's sandals, he was able to go through with it.  Here is where I would like to point out that I did it the FIRST time in the water. No backing down for me! So - here's what I deduce: I am tougher than a mountain division army ranger!!!!! : P