Last week my eight-year-old son, Mason, was baptized by my husband, Greg. Mason is now a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, or as most people call us—Mormons or Latter-day Saints (LDS).
It was one of those special, emotional, spiritual moments that we wish would pour down on our lives, but normally are more like the desert rains—less frequent but bringing great beauty and refreshment.
We Mormons wait to baptize our children until they can begin to be accountable for their actions. The youngest a child may be baptized is eight, and this is pretty standard for most LDS families, although I knew other children growing up who were baptized later, as their family felt comfortable. (more…)