"I was in the pool and Mr. K asked me if I accepted Jesus Christ into my heart and then he dunked me in the water!"
It wasn’t that this was a totally presumptuous move to pull on the dead that fascinated me most. It was the teleprompter.
According to my gymnastics teammates, Jesus, unlike middle school boys, would never forsake me.
My kids took it really hard when I said I might want to get baptized to "come clean."