Then I’ll see the face of my savior dear
Beckoned close by His sweet command
All my burdens gone, I will rest at last
On the banks of the promised land
Hallelujah, what a morning
When I reach for that nail-scarred hand
And I’m led from grace to glory
On the banks of the promised land
In 2013 on this day, my granddaughter, Alexis, was baptized in the river. A few years earlier, my grandson, Garret, and my son and daughter-in-law were baptized in the same river. You don't see many churches baptize in the river nowadays and to see my own family do that when that was how I was baptized, really touched my heart. Somewhere there is a pic of my grandson, son and daughter-in-law at their baptism. But Facebook popped up my picture of Alexis in my today memories.
