Bathtub Baptism

Do you know how hard it is to find a bathtub abroad? It’s like, don’t even try, it’s never gonna happen, are you seriously looking for that, level hard. But I was baptized in a bathtub yesterday. It’s not my first baptism, but when the Spirit works like he did you don’t argue with him. Let me start at the beginning of the day to explain.

 

I woke up at 6:17am and was super awake and ready for the day. My first thought was “something amazing is happening today” and man was that right. Our lesson in training was the Holy Spirit. We ended talking about baptism and the theology behind it and in it. Then Stephanie told us we would have the chance if we felt like we needed to be baptized again. Well ya girl was distracted and didn’t fully hear what was said there. But it was a good and fully understandable distraction. I had a feeling that we would all walk out the gates. But none of us would return to our hostel the same way we left. And you know, when you feel that clearly you have to take note of it. At this point we were all thinking the same thing I think, “where are we finding a tub in the middle of Guatemala?” And man does God provide. That’s when we were told we were going to one of our teams ministry homes where there was a bathtub. 

 

So fast forward, and I’m in that ministry standing in a small room with my entire squad and leaders. We’re worshiping and praising God while praying over if this was something we needed to do. Fast forward a little bit more and we’re praying over people as they are getting baptized. Some of my teammates are getting baptized, and y’all…. I felt the weirdest thing. I could feel my spirit dancing at the thought of getting baptized. Let me say that again. I felt my spirit dancing. So like any sane person who just felt their spirit dancing, I got in the tub fully clothed. I physically couldn’t wait to get into the tub and feel the Spirit working in me. 

 

So yes, I got baptized again in Guatemala, in a bathtub, with my entire team of lightning chasers praying over me. The words spoken over me by leaders and my teammates at the time had me breaking, in a good way. They spoke into things I hadn’t told them about yet, that I was still working on. They spoke over hopes and fears I had. They spoke into the visions I had been given over my life. There’s no doubt in my mind that I needed to do this. God had to break me down in a bathtub, in front of my peers, with no control over my own body, for me to understand that He has things He wants to give me. I highly encourage anyone who has this feeling, jump in the tub. God will break and rebuild you in the most beautiful ways that you didn’t know you needed.