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Baptisms for the Cousins

On Sunday morning Faith and I went out to Carowinds to see Maddie, John and Will get baptized. They attend Carmel Baptist church near my house, but on this special Sunday they had the service outside at the palladium at Carowinds. It was wonderful. I loved going to church outside. It seems so much more natural for me to worship out in God’s creation than inside of a church. I wish it was outside every Sunday.

My dad is the oldest of five siblings. His youngest sister is my Aunt Lisa who is only eight years older than I. She has three kids: Maddie (13), John (10) and Will (9). Everyone is typically surprised to hear that I have cousins that are close to being thirty years younger than I am. I guess I am more like an aunt than a cousin to them….but I am still just a cousin and I like it that way. I love them and being a cousin seems to be more casual and has less responsibility involved. :)

“The Cousins” were first in line to be baptized. I was so proud of them. How proud Lisa and Brian must be as well. It was neat that they all decided to do it on the same Sunday. In the Baptist church, a person get baptized after he/she commits herself to the Lord. It is based on many scriptures in the Bible and also found in the Old Testament.

“We were therefore buried with Him through baptism into death in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life.” Romans 6:4 (NIV)

“Water Baptism is an act of obedience for the believer. It should be preceded by repentance, which simply means “change.” It is turning from our sin and selfishness to serve the Lord. It means placing our pride, our past and all of our possessions before the Lord. It is giving the control of our lives over to Him.” http://christianity.about.com/od/faqhelpdesk/f/whatisbaptism.htm

I was proud that my young cousins have made such a commitment to the Lord. They are so well grounded, kind, and mature. Great kids!

Here is Will getting into the cold water….



John’s turn…



I didn’t get a picture of Maddie getting baptized, but she did get a picture with Faith afterward…



Will, John and Maddie…



(Back to front)  Brian, Mr. Lee, Lisa, Lou, Maddie, John and Will….



After the service they all went to Carowinds for the day.  Faith wanted to go but we will need to wait a few years before she is tall enough to ride the roller coasters.  I have never even been…

John Banks

It has been a rough week. Last Saturday my Grandmama’s husband, John Banks, passed away. He was 89 years old. Then on Monday I was informed that one of my great friends from Colorado, Karen Crawford, passed away. She was forty. One death was expected. The other was a complete shock.

Today we went to the funeral for Grandpa John. He and my grandmother had been married for fifteen years and one day. My grandmother said that she had prayed that they would be together for ten years. She got five more than she had hoped.

John was a wonderful man. I knew that he was kind, caring, and ever the gentleman. I learned that he was also a talented clarinet player, a coordinated sportsman, and some one that everyone loved.

One thing that I was always amazed by, and fascinated with, was his World War II days. John flew B12 bombers over Germany in WWII. He was the captain of his squadron. When he and Grandmama moved into Presbyterian Home in Florence, SC I was there to help them move. Tom’s and I looked in the attic and found his old WWII foot locker. No one wanted it, so I took it. It is in perfect condition, has the inner tray with it, and even has the original itemized list of it contents. I am proud to have that foot locker with his name spray painted on it in yellow stenciled letters.

After the service we went to the grave side ceremony. There were three Honor Guards there to give the flag to my grandmother. Another soldier stood behind us and played “Tapps”. It was very moving. One guard also told the symbols for each of the thirteen folds in the flag. They were surprisingly very Christian.

Here is the meaning of each of those folds:

The first fold of our Flag is a symbol of life.

The second fold is a symbol of our belief in eternal life.

The third fold is made in honor and remembrance of the
veterans departing our ranks who gave a portion of
their lives for the defense of our
country to attain peace throughout the world.

The fourth fold represents our weaker nature, for as
American citizens trusting, it is to Him we turn in
times of peace as well as in time of war for His
divine guidance.

The fifth fold is a tribute to our country, for in the
words of Stephen Decatur, “Our Country, in dealing
with other countries may she always be right; but it
is still our country, right or wrong.”

The sixth fold is for where our hearts lie. It is
with our heart that we pledge allegiance to the Flag
of the United States of America, and to the
Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God,
indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

The seventh fold is a tribute to our Armed Forces, for
it is through the Armed Forces that we protect our
country and our flag against all her enemies, whether
they be found within or without the boundaries of our

The eighth fold is a tribute to the one who entered
into the valley of the shadow of death, that we might
see the light of day, and to honor mother, for whom it
flies on Mother’s Day.

The ninth fold is a tribute to womanhood; for it has
been through their faith, their love, loyalty and
devotion that the character of the men and women who
have made this country great has been molded.

The tenth fold is a tribute to the father, for he,
too, has given his sons and daughters for the defense
of our country since they were first born.

The eleventh fold, in the eyes of a Hebrew citizen
represents the lower portion of the seal of King David
and King Solomon, and glorifies in their eyes, the God
of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.

The twelfth fold, in the eyes of a Christian citizen,
represents an emblem of eternity and glorifies, in
their eyes, God the Father, the Son and Holy Spirit.

Interesting, right?

The world is a better place because John Banks lived in it. My grandmother is a better woman because she was his wife.