This was baptism Sunday for the deacon. I rotate baptisms with two priests, so I do them four times a year.
This was by far the loudest, biggest mob I’ve encountered. Let me break it down for you.
Number of babies: 11
Number of guests: 250 (give or take)
Number of babies teething, who cried the entire time: 1
Number of other babies who decided to join in: 10
Number of people with cameras who blocked the aisle: 4
Number of parents who walked their babies around church during ceremony: 3
Number of times I had to yell: “Excuse me! Let’s continue!”: 3
Number of times I was ignored: 3
Number of times I had to check to see if my mic was working: 4
Number of parents annoyed that they had to remove baby’s bonnet: 2
Length of ceremony: 40 minutes
Amount collected in donations: $825
Grace received from sacrament: priceless.
My favorite quote of the afternoon, from our sacristan: “Now I know why some animals eat their young.”
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