The Baptism

There was an incident that occurred last night when my son and daughter-in-law were visiting that I chose not to write about. But after sleeping on it, I thought I would share it because of its spiritual significance.

The hospital is a different world than the one that I normally live in. Because I still have tubes attached to me, I’m confined to my bed and have to pee in a special little plastic jar which hangs by the side of my bed. Lisa was sitting in a chair beside the bed when the jar fell to the floor and splashed her. Her first response, as was mine, was one of horror. That response was followed briefly by one of disgust but soon turned to laughter.

Lisa said that being splashed by a stranger’s pee would have been traumatic, but because it was family it was OK.

Brandon, who is cool and competent during emergencies, went out into the hallway and came back with cleaning supplies to deal with the puddle on the floor.

When the emergency was over, we talked about the spiritual significance of the event. As I talked about how Brandon had peed in my eye when I  was changing his diaper, the “Circle of Life” from the Lion King ran through my head.

For Lisa it was a baptism of sorts–a welcoming into the family. I think the incident brought us all a little closer.

13 thoughts on “The Baptism”

  1. That’s lovely, Ron. In case you were thinking about it, you and I are already close enough — no need for baptisms of any kind.

    Like

  2. I can understand why you hesitated to record this story in your blog, Ron, but I’m glad you did. Circle of Life indeed! Your daughter-in-law sounds like a keeper 🙂

    Like

Leave a comment