I guess we all put people
into “boxes” – I know I do. When you think of an Englishman, born in London , in the middle
years of life – what do you picture? According to my stereo-type, I do not
picture a guy ready to make a radical change of ultimate life commitment.
Instead I think of staid, conservative, predictable, dressed in tweed. Andrew
defies my categories. By nature he is loud, fun loving, and rowdy, dare I say
it – like an American!
When we met a few months
ago in our International Church Fellowship, I could tell he did not feel very
comfortable “in church.” But as I preached that day his eyes conveyed an
intense interest. He did not join the many around him I had put to sleep! The
next Sunday my colleague Andy preached and closed with a stirring challenge to
think about your relationship with God. As I opened my eyes from the closing
prayer I found Andrew standing in front of me – with tears in his eyes -
saying, “I want to get baptized.”
“Baptized, well we are
planning a baptism for Easter Sunday, let’s meet and talk.” Dayna came along
for the talk, Andrew brought his significant other named Marina . At this point we were not sure just
how significant. We sat down over coffee and discussed all kinds of things –
from soccer (Andrew’s passion) to spirituality. In fact he was pleased to know
that there is no contradiction, soccer can be spiritual, an exuberant act of
God-given fun – worship on wheels. But when played from a dark heart, God can
be ignored and mocked. Andrew wanted to talk about many topics, movies, music,
work, even politics. In all of these areas his prime interest was in the
“Christian viewpoint.” I tried to be biblical and balanced. More than an hour
passed. Both he and Marina showed a keen interest and understanding in the
faith. Then came the question we hesitated to raise, Dayna asked, “What about
you two, are you married?’
They looked at each other
and answered almost as one, “Not yet.” I sighed. From all that I had learned
about Andrew thus far, he seemed a ready candidate for Christian baptism. What
now? We learned that Marina
was already baptized. Indeed she was a Bible school graduate whose testimony
had sparked Andrew’s faith journey. She was so happy to have found ICF, because
Andrew could not understand her Russian language church. Now things got more
muddy. This Christian young lady was involved in a less than Christian living
arrangement with Andrew. The light at end of the tunnel was the word “yet.”
“When will you get married?” “Soon, we have started the paper work already.”
It’s a rather complicated procedure for a British citizen to marry a
Kazakhstani. But they were working on it. They had the blessing of one
another’s parents. In fact, they asked whether I would perform their wedding
ceremony. Then Andrew told me he had invited several people from his work place
to witness his baptism. Easter was four days away. Andrew is a financial
officer in a large oil company operating in this country. By his account, and
confirmed by one of his colleagues who is an Elder in ICF, Andrew was the last
guy anyone would expect to be baptized. So the disbelieving work mates were
coming to watch.
It was hard to believe that
two hours has passed. All four of us enjoyed this time of sharing. God was a
very present fifth person in our circle. I came home very confused. Was I
losing my convictions? Previously, I would have never considered baptizing
someone who is “shacking up.” They needed to clean their mess, not bless it. I
called the members of our ICF Leader Board, a wise and godly group. Their
unanimous advice confirmed my “gut feeling.” To not baptize is to withhold the
very grace that he had begun to experience. Jesus came to call “sinners” – like
us – and here was one who had begun his life long pilgrimage of faith. He was
actively making things right as an expression of newly emerging faith, seeking
baptism, preparing for marriage, witnessing in his workplace, implementing the
Lordship of Christ from the soccer field to the ledger books.
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