I confess I was a little dubious. Ambivalent. Okay, actually kind of filled with trepidation. I mean, I know it is part of my job and everything, but I’m not much of a river rat myself. I can handle baptisms in the calm, warm waters of our church baptistery, but Zach really, really wanted to be baptized at our church camp that sits on the banks of the Potomac River. Do you know what sorts of germs are in the... Read more