Dunked!

Yesterday Mike and I entered a new phase of our lives - we got dunked. LOL! That's the hillbilly term for: we got baptised via immersion. I was baptized when I was about 10-12 years old - so lots of water under the bridge since then and after giving it a lot of careful thought and prayer, decided it was the absolute right thing for me to do. Mike has felt for the better part of 5-6 months that he wanted to be re-baptized for various personal reasons. While we felt it would be a very emotional and moving experience, we didn't think it could also be funny......but it was. Mike and I both got into the baptismal pool at the same time with our minister and waited for our cue to go. Mike was up first to be baptized. I asked our minister if he wanted me to help and he said no, that he's handled guys bigger than Mike. What our minister didn't realize is that Mike is pretty much solid muscle these days - and muscle has no bouyancy. When the minister did his "baptismal move" on Mike, Mike dropped like a rock..........and kept dropping to the bottom of the pool! The minister was laughing and I was laughing and it ended up taking both of us to help bring Mike back up to the surface! Then it was my turn. I tell ya, our minister has one wicked backslam dunk! I think he must be moonlighting on WWF!!