My Wife and I fought joining the Church for a period of probably four years. Wanting to but thinking we may stray away from the Church sometime later. That is a heavy burden to carry also. One weekend in November,1966 our chuirch had a two-day special meeting. As I was fighting the possabality to join the Church, my Wife went to Church on the Saturday meeting, I took my son and we went fishing. Now you have to have the experience before you may believe what I am saying. Well, that Saturday evening my wife call me from the Deacons house and told me to come and pick her up. When I walked into the Deacon's house, his Wife came to me and said, "Well, Peter went fishing." She cut me low and I was pretty angry inside. I didn't appreciate what she had said to me, but she knew me better than I did myself with all that burden I was carrying. I ate a bite and my Wife and I went home. I was down stairs in the laundry room cleaning the fish I had cought. Now remember, we were both under a heavy burden. She comes down stairs and started talking to me about joining the church and ask me if I was burden to join thje church? She told me that she was really interested in joining the Church and be baptised. I told her that I wasn't intending to join but I told her that if she felt the need that she should do so. Now I wanted her to join so as to give me a need to go to Church with her.
The next day being Sunday morning being Nov.30th we went to Church and I was enjoying the preached word, and I shall remember that day forever. Before the service ended, I was so full of hearing the visiting Elder's preaching and that in his sermon he quoted how the spirit will grown and grown in your heart. I was trembling all over and it seemed like a lifetime to me before the announcement of anyone that knew what they should do and come join with others of like faith befor choosing a dismissal hymm. When we started singing, I raced to the front and with tears flowing so freely and also my Wife crying and sobbing so tearfully, the Pastor and all attending the meeting stopped singing. The Pastor told the congregation, with him and most everybody there was in tears. He said, "We have been watching and praying for these two for some time to come forward and joining the Church As customary in the Primitive Baptist Church, the pastor asked the members what was their mind, do we take them in as members."There was so many tearful and loving kindness in the Church and over rejoysing during that moment that a "yes" was joy by all the members. The Pastor asked us if we had anything that we might won't to say but we was crying so much that our tears of a final time for our burdens of relief and the joy's of our submitting hearts seemed to give us so much relief.
We was baptised that evening in a little stream that was only about 8 ft. wide and maybe three feet deep. I will tell you, yes, that water was cold but our battle was finally over and our longing to follow JESUS was the greatest thing that you could ever imagine. I do think that we must have had to go through our burdensome heart that I believe GOD gave us double freedom in all of this.
As I write this now, the tears is also flowing from my eyes. Thanks to those that may read this true experience that my Wife and I has overcome by following the LORD in baptism.