It seems remarkable, but the graph of my blog since I mentioned about my Baptism is a mimic of me being submerged in water (it was nicely warm water on a chilly evening) by Elder White and then being brought out. It felt really good. Baptism is so natural, it is being re-united with the source.
I was originally baptised by my Father when I was twelve years of age, when he put a white thread over my shoulder down to my waist and back up. This happened under a cold shower in the bathroom. The white thread is called a 'jania' and signifies the passing of spiritual gifts. An unforgetable experience of great importance in my life.
My second Hindu baptism happened when I was 33, before I got married. A Hindu priest put a thread round me, over the shoulder and to the waist and back up, at a river in Poona, watched on by my cousins. A jolly experience, with reverence.
Yesterday's baptism at the Church of Latter Day Saints here in Ilford was a very joyful experience. There was a big gathering of people, as there was a young girl called Alicia Kantesambo also being baptised. Alicia is 8 years old, and her parents are originally from Zimbabwe. In the gathering were also people from America, England,Nigeria, Ghana,India, Pakistan, Sri Lanka and Nepal and other places.
To Indians, Bap means Father, so Baptism means being re-tied to the Father, in this case our Heavenly Father. It was a really joyful feeling, Happy, Happy, Happy.