Every so often, we have the privilege of baptizing someone at Soma. Like we've written before, baptism is one of the most meaningful events in a Christian's life: it's a public declaration that we belong, body and soul, to God through Jesus' life, death, and resurrection.
A few weeks ago, we baptized Sean Cook, and we're thrilled to share his story.
I grew up in a small town called Decatur (10- to 12,000 people near Fort Wayne), where I was raised in the Lutheran Church and baptized (sprinkled) as an infant. Growing up, I attended church regularly and went through confirmation, but never truly had a personal relationship with Jesus Christ until college. In high school and for part of college, my identity was wrapped up in who I was as an athlete. I was part of several successful basketball and baseball teams that were top-ranked in the state and would have 4,000+ people regularly attend our basketball games on Friday nights.
After high school, I attended Goshen College (a Mennonite school) my freshman year to play baseball. Things weren't going the way I envisioned it with baseball, I was miserable attending school there, and I decided to give up playing the sport altogether. After transferring to Ball State my sophomore year, I experienced a season of brokenness where I could no longer identify myself as a baseball player.
During this time, I realized that the church should be a more important part of my life than it was, but never knew how to have a personal relationship with Jesus (someone I couldn't physically see or touch). After recognizing my need for a savior, I started to read the Bible to understand it, asked Jesus to come alive in my heart and forgive me of my sins.
During this time, I started to attend a men's bible study group where we confessed sin and prayed over one another. I got involved in Campus Crusade for Christ, and I started to attend a nondenominational church. My life began to look radically different than it had before, and it was evident that Jesus was working in and through me. The things that used to matter to me - my identify as an athlete - no longer did, and Christ began to break down my walls and open the eyes of my heart. I stopped running with the same people, started to surround myself with other like-minded believers, and knew that establishing a personal relationship with the Lord would become the foundation that would carry me through the rest of my life after college.
As it talks about in Ephesians 2 and Romans 6, I knew that I was dead in my transgressions and sin, but because of Jesus' life, death, burial, resurrection, and ascension, I too had to die to my sin in order to be made alive in Christ.