Bombs and Baptism. Today is Hiroshima Day when the United States dropped an Atomic bomb on Japan 76 years ago. Today is also the Baptismal Day of myself and my son, Kirk; I, 6 years before August 6, 1945, and Kirk, 30 years after my baptism. I was baptized in the home of my Aunt and Uncle in Garner, Iowa (we lived in Des Moines), and Kirk in the backyard of Gethsemane Lutheran Church in Detroit, a statement to the neighborhood (many neighbors came) that we could be outside together one year after the Detroit Riots. Bombs and guns are with us still. Baptism in Christ joins us together now and forever.
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