11th May ’08, a day to remember for failing to bring my shower foam, shampoo and goggle (Speedo) before plunging into the pool of eternal declaration to follow the one who bear our transgression and peccadillo on the cross of grandeur. The cross was a tool in ancient times, used to crucify or punish someone in the most gruesome way. Now it is a symbol that whenever someone sees the cross, they will know it’s of the Christian religion.
So how did it felt to get dunk in the icy pool, early in the morning with people cheering along side for you? Well most people might think that this bunch of people got nothing better to do on a Sunday morning. But to a believer of this faith, it’s more than a sacrament and holds a special meaning of cutting away from the old self and rebirth to a new being in putting trust on the higher authority that transformation will happen.
As the body slowly immerse into the square pool, the mind was in oblivion. Rays of the sun penetrates into the pool as my eye opens slightly to see what’s in there. It felt so helpless not able to get up from the pool despite the fact that my feet were touching the ground. With a gentle pull, a new person was created been cleansed with water that’s created by God and prayer of the ardent love for the one name Jesus. It didn’t end with just the prayer by the clergy but awaken by the roaring cheer of joy from peers and followers of Christ as the process ends.
This marks the end of the old being and a start of something new, challenges will be faced from the world and of Mr. Tan that consistently tout one mind that’s fixed to righteousness.
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