Baptism - Sprinkled or Dunked?

[rockytopva]

I was baptized three times in my teenage years...

1. GARBC Baptist - In a Baptistry
2. Freewill Baptist - In a River
3. Pentecostal Holiness - In a River

As a teenager my main thought was that it was fun. As that was many decades ago I would probably prefer to be baptized by sprinkling had I wanted to do it in my older years.

 

[Piper 2]

Dunked. The word in Greek means to dip, like you take a piece of cloth and dip it onto dye.

 

[Walter]

My church would never 'sprinkle'. The candidate can be baptized by immersion or pouring. I believe only the Presbyterians and Reformed 'sprinkle'. I remember watching Robert Schuller in his Garden Grove 'Crystal Cathedral' (now a Catholic Church) 'sprinkle' baptismal candidates using a chalice full of water.

As I have mentioned before, in the Baptist church I grew up in the pastors son was baptized multiple times between the age of seven and eighteen. Each time he was baptized the pastor would explain that 'yes, he professed his faith in Christ in the past, but he just didn't really mean it.

One Faith, one Lord, ONE baptism . . . . .

 

[JesusFan]

Dunked. The word in Greek means to dip, like you take a piece of cloth and dip it onto dye.

Immersion is the biblcalmodel/mode, and wished the KJV when first translated had kept it as immersion

 

[Deacon]

The most memorable baptism I attended happened many years ago during a church picnic at a local state park.

The summer was hot, with very little rain; a drought had significantly lowered the water level of the lake.
After the sermon the pastor waded into the water,
...and walked way out through the mud, to water that was not quite waist deep.
It was baptism by immersion, with a bit of sprinkling/splashing to cover the dry spots.
All those baptized were covered with mud, looking like they had been buried and rose again.

Rob

 

[Dr. Bob]

Baptized (full immersion in church baptistry of the Fourth Baptist Church of Minneapolis) on Easter Sunday (April 5, 1958) a year after I was born again.

My wife Teresa was baptized by immersion THE SAME DAY 860 miles away in the baptistry of Calvary Baptist Church of Casper, Wyoming.

Always smile when I see artists' portrayal of John baptizing Jesus standing waist-deep in the Jordan River and John dribbling a few drops on Jesus' head. Defies imagination how a dribble on the brow replaced going down into the water, buried, rose again and up out of the water.