My dh is a very modest, shy kind of man. On his first night doing water baptism, there were about 12 people to be water baptized. One of the boys being baptized was 11 years old. When his name was called, he jumped from the top of the steps leading into the baptistery and did the best cannonball I have ever seen! Deacons scrambled trying to move the microphones before the big splash, but unfortunately they all ended up soaked. It was a most electrifying experience—almost!
After his baptism, the kid disappeared. My husband finally found him swimming under water back to the steps and just stood watching him in total disbelief! This was all in God’s providence because standing on the other side of the baptistery, waiting her turn to be baptized, was a 30 year old woman who assumed that you got baptized in the nude. I guess her morning devotions had been “naked you come into this world and naked you go out!” Fortunately, another woman who was in line behind her noticed the full moon and managed to pull her back into the dressing room before all the congregation and my hubby-who would have died a thousand deaths and probably would have just ended it there and drowned himself-saw her.