Like Christ in his own baptism, death, and resurrection, we the baptized become people who bend low, because we have seen the miracle that nothing qualifies us to be loved and that it is sinking that makes a person rise. Baptism bathes us in humility and hope that even that which tries to drown us is but a motion in the movement of resurrection and that every time we dip into the darkness, there will be a Voice saying, You are my Beloved.8 You are mine.
