William is Baptized
How do I forget the obvious things?!?!?
So William was baptized last Saturday afternoon. He’s now free of original sin. He’s as perfect as he’ll likely be in this life. No personal fault upon him. No more guilt of Adam upon him. Just a concupiscent nature – a bent will – remaining because of Adam’s sin. How it will manifest, time will tell.
Josh comes into sin – though not knowingly so thus not wholly culpably – through curiousness and enthusiasm and bad example. I can help the latter, but the former two are his doom – I can only hope to curb it. And really, curiousness and enthusiasm are more a manifestation of his sense of independence. He thinks at times that he doesn’t need Mom and Dad nor do what they say. Makes me think of Adam and Eve – we don’t need to do what God says… this is more interesting… we know best for ourselves.
Anyhow, my children are now members of the Body. I hope I can instruct and inspire them to believe as those who have come before them and remain a part of the Body. Oh Holy Family – Joseph, Mary, and Jesus – pray for us. Our Father, hear our prayer.
That’s a delightfully mild account of Josh’s sin. I started thinking about Fin’s sin when he was about a year old. His hand cocked back to smack me as I held him and said no to some desire of his. Me warning him, “No hit. No.” The hand hesitating, the brow furrowing as he thought about what I had just said – he understood me. Then BAM, he lands one on my glasses. It was more than knowing best for himself. It was Non Serviam. Ah, fatherhood.
Happy news about the baptisms.
Hey Matt, Thanks for stopping by!
Josh is a hitter. He popped me right next to the eye tonight. I conquered anger (which I read about tonight) for the time being – just to replace it with pride here
Yes, it’s a mild account and deliberately so. Give the other party the benefit of the doubt. I’m not certain Josh chalks up his disobedience to disobedience. Oh, he knows better to be sure – he knows he’s about to do what Daddy says not to do… but I’m not certain he’s moved from “I’m going to be punished” to “This is wrong”.
I delight in furrowed brows and knowing frowns. Not because of his disappointment but because he’s thinking now – thinking of pleasing me, of doing what I’m asking, even though it’s contrary to the things he wants to do. Watching, hopefully, the baby steps into a life of sanctification.