Sunday, February 23, 2014
Mexican Baptism!
As I stood outside the beautiful old Catholic church in South Minneapolis, the various baptismal families began to arrive. It was a heart warming to see the little children dressed in their Sunday best. Their clothes were sparkling and spotless; White dresses for the girls and little white suits for the boys. Each and every one of them was beautiful, innocent and precious.
Later at the baptismal party, the adults all sat in small groups in Spanish conversation. There were twenty or more kids who sat together or ran around all speaking fluent, non-accented English. These children are an important piece of the next generation of Americans; piñatas, tortillas and all.
Our families were all immigrants at one time or another. Many of our own ancestors didn’t speak English, but worked hard and sacrificed to establish the next generation and the future of our families in America. In this modest backyard, full of happy children, I witnessed the legacy of America continue.
God Bless America!
Sam
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When we lived in Corona years ago, Kelly and I attended a small Catholic church that conducted its services in Spanish. Easter Sunday sunrise was especially memorable. Mexican families are very devout, yet quite friendly and fun-loving to others. We will always remember those services fondly.
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