I was baptized December 16, 1979. Thirty-nine years ago this year.
The days of month happen this year to fall on the same days of the week that they did back in 1979.
It was either this week, or next, back in 1979, that I attended the services of an Independent Baptist Church for the very first time.
I made my made a profession of faith that day and presented myself for believer’s baptism. Pastor Scudder came to my house to visit me the following Thursday to confirm my salvation and to plan my baptism.
Cornerstone Baptist Church in Kennewick had only had its first service the Sunday before I attended. They did not have a baptistery so arrangements had to be made at another Independent Baptist Church, Riverview Baptist in Pasco.
That took a couple of weeks[1]and was, as I said, performed December 16, 1979.
I had gotten saved April of 1977 but had not gone to church since then
When Mike Riggs invited me to go to church with him in 1979, I was serious about going to church, but I am not sure how serious I really was about being dedicated to the Lord.
I do remember I wasn’t thinking church would consume my life.
- I was interested in a girl who lived 35 miles away[2]and the weekends were my chance to spend lots of time with her
- I had parents who lived 60 miles away and I still wanted to see them as much as I could
- I had a job as an apprentice ironworker and I LOVED it
It just never worked out that way for me.
As soon as I attended that church, it pulled me tighter and tighter in.
When I got baptized, it was on the birthday of that girl I was interested in. I skipped being with her on her birthday so I could be baptized.
Sunday morning, Sunday night, Wednesdays – they all got taken over by church.
Even Christmas that year was on a Sunday.
I worked an overtime shutdown on my job, drove up to see my parents Christmas Eve, and then drove back home to be in church Sunday morning.
Once Anita and I were married, we dedicated ourselves quickly to serve the Lord and have never looked back.
Marvin McKenzie
In the fields
