Why Baptism Still Matters
- Mario Bolivar
- Jul 1
- 3 min read
Especially in a Fellowship Hall Full of Kids By Pastor Mario Bolivar
Our Fellowship Hall was buzzing with energy. It was VBS Take Over Sunday, and if you've ever seen a worship service led by children, you know what a beautiful mix of chaos, joy, and depth that can be. There was music, laughter, clapping, and a potluck table that smelled like love and the smell of bacon. But what made it truly unforgettable was what happened right in the middle of that joyful mess: we celebrated the baptism of two amazing kids—Andy and Alex.
Now, I’ve done a lot of baptisms over the years—some quiet and formal, and yes, a few with squirmy toddlers who splashed more than they were baptized. But this one felt different. Not because it was unconventional or because it wasn’t in the sanctuary. It felt different because it was real. Alive. Surrounded by the people who had sung, prayed, laughed, and learned with these kids all week long. It felt exactly like what baptism is supposed to be.
Baptism is More Than Water
When we baptize someone, we’re not just performing a religious ritual. We’re telling the truth about who they are: beloved by God. Claimed. Known. Chosen. It’s not a prize for being good or an indication that you’ve figured out faith. It’s God’s way of saying, “You belong. And nothing will change that.”
Andy and Alex stood up in front of their church family—yes, their whole big church family with their noise, hugs, and tears—and chose to be baptized. They were asked if they trusted Jesus, even when the world feels scary. They were asked if they’d follow Him, even when it’s not easy. Their answers were simple, heartfelt, and beautiful.
“I will, with God’s help,” they said. And honestly, isn’t that the best any of us can say?
It Takes a Church
One of my favorite moments came when we turned to the congregation and asked, “Do you promise to know Andy and Alex’s names, to greet them with love, to help guide and nurture them in faith?” And you—our people—you said yes. Loudly. Some of you said it through tears.
That moment was the Church at its best—not a place, not a program, but a people willing to walk together, to carry each other, and to be the kind of community that helps kids become disciples and disciples remember they’re still children of God.
It's Not About the Setting
Let me be honest. I used to think baptisms had to happen in a sanctuary. I mean, there’s something sacred about stained glass and pews and choir anthems. But this past Sunday, with juice boxes on the counter and colorful VBS decorations still taped to the wall, I realized that sacred isn’t where something happens—it’s how and why it happens.
God showed up in that Fellowship Hall. And not just for Andy and Alex—for all of us. A fresh reminder that we are loved, forgiven, and sent out to live differently because of it.
So, Why Does Baptism Matter?
Because we forget.We forget who we are.We forget whose we are.We forget that we’re not walking alone. Baptism is the Church’s way of shouting, “Remember!”
Remember your baptism. Remember the promise. Remember the community that’s committed to walking with you, cheering for you, praying with you, and helping you live a life that reflects Jesus.
So if you were there on Sunday—thank you. If you weren’t, the next time we baptize someone, come. Bring your heart. Bring your presence. Bring your "yes."
And maybe take a moment this week to remember your own baptism—not just the water, but the love that claimed you.
Count it all joy,





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