"...I used to be old, and now....I'm new."

That's what my son said to me as I tucked him in bed last night. Yesterday I got the amazing privilege of baptizing him. It was pretty emotional. My parents had flown in from Arizona for the occasion. My sister was in town. And there I was with my first born child, helping him along in a monumental decision that he was making for himself. As I sat back and took it all in, I got pretty overwhelmed. Seeing the entire circle of life with my folks and sister, and all of my kids and my wife. It was a major memory, for sure.

Old, and now new. It indicates change....a reversal...a transformation. I don't think I'll ever really understand how God does that....but then again, I don't think it's my place do understand how. I do know that from the time I was a young boy I've understood that my life could stand for something bigger then anything I could do on my own. That God has orchestrated time and circumstances to bring me to a place of helping other folks....and in the process....myself. There's nothing better then serving other people. Loving other people. It's the best antidote for the downside of our human existence. I've learned that in small ways as I've grown up, and I'm so thrilled that my son has decided to extend that legacy. It's not us....but Him. We used to be old....and now we're new.