This is my recount I have been working on for the last week. Hope you enjoy!
Have you ever had that feeling? That feeling when you are all hyped up and you just want to know for sure that it is the right decision that you are about to make? I have. It all started on that sunny Sunday morning. The car tore across the road. We were just under the speeding limit. My hands were clasped in prayer. Please lord, tell me if this is the choice you want me to make, if you want me to do this, I thought quietly. All I heard was the distant noise of my mum talking. I felt the seat belt dig into my skin as if to say go on and do it. We pulled into the church car park. I had mixed emotions swirling around in my head. One second I am happy next second I am sad. We get out of the hot car and walk into the hot church.
Waiting. I am almost positive that everyone hates waiting. Every second felt like a minute, minutes felt like hours. Finally it is time for the big thing this whole recount has been about. The baptism.
I almost speed walked out of the damp room and out onto the stage. Now only one emotion survived the onslaught of audiences eyes. Happiness. I was happy because I had the chance to be baptised. I was happy because, I knew this is what I wanted to do. The carpet felt tingly on my bare feet. This is what I definitely wanted to do, I thought to myself. I answered a few questions then it began. I stepped into the tub of water. My clothes instantly stuck to my skin. My head hit the water. Thoughts swirled around in my head. Blood rushed through my veins. My heart was pumping. Then I felt calm and a sense of peace dawned on me.
Ever since that moment in my life, I have tried to live by God's word. Do you want to?