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Sunday Musings of the Spirit: Blessing Day

Today we traveled to go to church with our daughter and sweet granddaughter, so that John could bless the baby.
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints does not perform infant baptisms, as we believe that babies are innocent and without sin.  (Children can be baptized at age 8, when they are old enough to understand right from wrong and be accountable for their actions.)  However, new babies are given a blessing, as was the occasion today for our granddaughter.

Here we are with the baby before church:


And here's our daughter with our granddaughter:

As you might imagine, it was a wonderful day, and I got lots of baby-holding time.

If you have grandchildren, what special occasions do you celebrate with them?

Thanks for family, faith, and blessings.


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  1. Oh, there is nothing like holding an itty-bitty baby. So cute.

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  2. Beautiful picture, Kristi! I'm glad it was a wonderful day.

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  3. I love all those smiles!

    Your granddaughter is a cutie.

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  4. What a beautiful day! Congratulations!!

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  5. Congratulations on the blessing of your sweet grand daughter!! I am Catholic and for us, it is a one of our 7 sacraments to have our babies baptized! The Sacrament of Baptism is often called "The door of the Church" because it is the first Sacrament. I love to see babies dressed up so sweet like this! She is adorable! many blessings!!

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