Baptism of Jesus January 13, 2019 After Christmas my family spent some time at the beach in Florida. It’s the same Atlantic Ocean that we swim in every summer in Delaware when we do our family trip to Bethany Beach, but it looked and felt surprisingly different. Warmer, which was a nice surprise for January. But also much less predictable. At Bethany, I’m used to one wave coming at a time. Sometimes the wave is big and scary, and sometimes it’s small and harmless. But either way, it usually breaks in about the same place and so I know how to prepare myself for it. My normal beach practice is to swim out past the breaking point and just float around relaxed, bobbing over the waves before they turn strong and unpredictable. Of course, there is always a danger zone I have to go through to get to that relaxed place -- a few yards where being swooped by a wave is possible -- but once I get through the danger point, I know I’ll be okay. But in ...