"He went into all the region around the Jordan, proclaiming a baptism of repentance for the forgiveness of sins."
The church I am currently attending practices infant baptism. In some ways, it seems like a tame alternative to John's baptism of repentance in the Jordan River. Yet, water is rarely tame... even the smallest drops over time can wear away even the strongest of rock, can cause metal to rust, can wash away a hillside. Baptism, whether of an adult or infant, is never a tame act. It confirms a radical promise made by God, one that has the power to change lives. And it reminds us of the power of little things... a drop of water, a baby in a manger, the faith of a child. May the faith of the children around us erode away our jagged edges this Advent season, breaking through our hard shells, and preparing our hearts for the coming of the Christ child.