Henry Enters the Church

On Saturday, little Henry was baptized, and it was wonderful.  One of the things I love about our priest is he lets the rest of the crew be part of it.  Each of the kids got to hold something until he was ready for it, and they loved their jobs.  

His godparents are some of the most wonderful people we know...people who love God so strongly, who have raised two of the most amazing young adults (one who took most of these photos!) and who even lived in our house years before we did.  Henry is so blessed to have them in his little life, and he doesn't even know the half of it right now.

It was a very small ceremony, as always, and still Henry was a bit apprehensive.  

He was so intently watching Father.

Then...he started to cry.  His breath got more and more shallow, and his little lip started to poke out. He was just a little overwhelmed.

But, when Father took him to the tabernacle, he was quiet, and began touching it as if he knew exactly Who was there.  I believe he did.

Welcome home, little one.