It was a double baptism at my church unlike any I have experienced--and it gave me a double portion of pride and optimism for our future.
The two toddlers were playmates, if it is possible for one-year-old boys to be playmates.
One boy was presented for baptism by his mother and father. Already, family resemblances are becoming apparent in the child.
The other boy, adopted at birth, was there with his two fathers. And family resemblances were there once you allow for a difference in skin tone.
Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in His sight. These words, which I first learned in Sunday School long ago, had special meaning at this special, precious moment. I realized at this moment that love really does make a family--not birth status, orientation, or skin color.
One thing is certain. Both boys are children of God. Both have a real family, not a "quotation mark" family. And both will be loved, supported, taught, and looked after by our congregation for many, many years as they grow in wisdom and in stature.
I'm Jim Kline, and that is my Perspective.
