It was a little bit easier to get myself out of bed December 5^th 2011 at 7 in the morning. My morning prayers were filled with extra joy and love for my Abba and my heart felt like it was beating with His. I had expected that this day would be a little extra -"Jesus-ey" but I never thought it would have shaped out the way it did.

Now like I stated earlier I had assumptions going into this day thinking I would be having extra amounts of joy and happiness but this joy was definitely unlike anything I have ever experienced before in my life. The reason for this extra joy you ask? December 5th was my baptism day. No worship event, sermon, prayer session, or long fire side chat came close to the joy and love I was feeling that day.

Children's worship and class seemed to be done in the blink of an eye along with the entire first service. Before I knew it I was standing in my white gown next to my buddy who was also getting baptized. The lyrics to the songs before I stepped into the pool said "I'm not going back I'm moving ahead I'm here to declare to You my past is over". (I know almost too perfect) My testimonial video was shown and moments after I was dunked showing my friends, family and church family that I am on God's side and am not scared to show it!!

The service was truly from the great poet Himself. I almost think God sat in heaven and said "You know what I am going to custom this sermon for Kyle Bokma". I had some family issues going on and the service hit on literally everything. I was in shock at the end. I looked at my parents and we just smiled because we knew that the message was no stroke of luck. The service wrapped up with worship and then came the most complex and nerve racking lunch of my life.

My parents are divorced and haven't gotten along always in the past. Before my baptism day there were some issues that were brought out from under the rug which set the stage for what looked to be a disaster of a lunch. By the grace of God though there was a peace like no other over my house. I was able to have most of the four sides of my family get together under one roof. To put it in perspective it was the KKK, Blood, and Crips all got together for a Sunday dinner. Yeah kind of a big deal.

Every Sunday night is worship event with college age people called Evensong at a local Christian college here in west Michigan. The worship that happened that night was out of this world! It seemed God went through His ipod, made a playlist, named it Kyle Bokma, played it through out the entire day, and then saved the grand finale for Evensong.

Now, on occasion Evensong will have someone come and talk but, not every week. That night they did.

The speaker spoke on relationships. I recently had broken up with someone. I was felt like I needed to date someone to fill that void. The speaker's words from that night still ring in my ears. He said with passion and boldness "Stop pounding on the temple of marriage and let God carry your marriage yolk!". I paused looked up at the ceiling and thought "Do you just want to just come down and have a little one on one time or something?"