Up and out of the Bloomington Doubletree while it was still dark and rainy in order be at St Matthew’s ahead of their regular 0730 liturgy. Presided, preached … and baptized, which doesn’t normally happen at the early service, in places that *have* an early service. What a joy. Then Brenda and I stepped out for some breakfast. Then, ten minutes before the 1000 Mass, we discovered we were doing yet another baptism–the candidate is seven years old, very much wanted to be baptized, had the support of her grandparents, with only the parents, not practicing Christians, standing in the way. Today, they relented, and we welcomed Tinley into the household of God. No matter how many times I do it, that moment of looking into someone’s eyes and telling them that they are sealed by the Holy Spirit in baptism and marked as Christ’s own forever never gets old. It was a happy morning. Lunch at Red Lobster with the rector, the deacon, and a couple of parishioners, then back up I-55 to our Chicago abode. Home around 4:20.