Now, at age nine, most children have no real clear understanding of what happened on the cross when Jesus died. But, then, such is true of a lot adults as well. And, to be honest, I still struggle at times to get my mind around what God has done for all of us through the death of His Son on Calvary's cross. What I do remember was that baptism was for me a way of responding to God. It was that simple. Even then I sensed God's presence and out of that awareness I was baptized. It was an act that sent me forth as a teenager who thought of himself as a Christian.
As I think about the holy places where God was at work in my life, the Hebardville Church certainly comes to mind. Thinking back causes me to be aware of how long I have been about this journey of faith. At the water stop there was little understanding of what faith meant, but maybe the simple and unsophisticated faith of a boy is enough. As we go along, our faith often gets cluttered up with an intellectual search and rigid duty. Neither is really necessary.