I rang the doorbell and a young woman answered.
“Hello I’m Pastor Kevin,” I said.
She let me in and we sat down on the couch. The baby was asleep in the crib by the window.
I got straight to the point.
“So, why a baptism?” I asked.
“Well, I think it’s important to have God in my child’s life,” she said.
“What’s the baby’s name?” I asked looking over the crib.
She muttered something I didn’t recognize.
“That’s an interesting name, “ I said. “What’s the story behind that? Is it a family name?” I asked because I hadn’t heard that name before.
“No, it’s not a family name,” she answered.
“Do you know what it means?” I asked.
“No, it doesn’t have any meaning. It’s just...(whole thing here)