It is 9:40 and for the first time in a long time, I'm not at Roseannas =)

Thats right, I'm skipping church today to go to...

A baptism.

Aren't I the biggest rebel you ever saw? =D

So its Katie Steads Baptism, and myself and many other lovely people have been invited.

Surprised? I was!!

Only problem is, i have no idea where to go for it. Its a house address, never been, no idea...
Eep.

But then Im going to hers afterwards, with a crowd of people whom i love very very much.

So it should be a good weekend all in all yes?

Pfft. Havent done my Physics coursework, or my RE, or various other ones.

Or as of yet, eaten, brushed my hair or teeth, or got dressed.

OOOO Dad got a radio for his aniversary (Cause radios rarely work in our house) and it WORKS! So i have it on nice and loud while he is out, enjoyng the sweet sound of Heart Cambridge. Woop Woop =D

Anyways, the point of this blog was none, but I have since thought of one.

Baptism.

Believe and be baptised yes?

Well, for the first year of me being a Christian, I was on fire for God. By the end of it, I wanted to be baptised.

I was told no, i hadnt been Christian for long enough. Obviously they were very nice about it, but overall the answer was no...

I have mixed feelings about this. In a way its good, because my testimony now is one that shows so much more experience, and what people might need to hear, than it would have done previously.
But it was the only time I have ever felt was right.

I remember meeting up with John Smith before he became our pastor officially, in starbucks wth Roseanna.
He asked Roseanna about her baptism that was only a few months previously, and then heasitantly asked me if i had been baptised. I said no. He asked if it was somethng I would consider.

I said i knew i would never be perfectly happy with myself or my situation when i got baptised, that wasnt what i was waitng for, i just wanted to be in a slightly better situation than i was then, i was going through something i needed to get out of before I thought about it.

He told me that was very wise.

But now i wonder if i was making excuses. I mean, obviously, as i promised myself my testimony would be totally honest if i ever dd, i couldnt've stood at the front of the church and tell all of them about my self harming- it'd be unfair on my parents to hear it first time that way.

But now they know. And I'm even further from God. And I have no intention of baptism for a good few years yet, if at all.

Yet I am beyond excited about the upcoming baptisms.

Hmmmm....

Anyways, must leave to attempt to prettyfy myself as much as possble before I leave, and undoubtedly I'll end up dstracted by something shiney.