Last night I was reminded of something I read a while back. It moved me so much that I jotted it down - but unfortunately did not record the source. So, forgive me my plagiarism (is it plagiarism if you admit it?).
In case you don't know, a Mikvah is a ritual pool used by the Jewish people for purification. A bride visits a Mikvah the night before her wedding, Jewish wives visit once a month, Jewish men before Holy days...
"Water: can’t live without it... can’t live within it. When you’re underwater, you’re in a state of limbo, a realm of non-reality. Whomever and whatever you are—your importance, your achievements—won’t help you: you can’t breathe down there. You’re gonna drown. You lose your ego. You’re reduced to a puny, helpless human. But come up for air, and you’ve left that realm of non-reality. You’re something again. You’re alive. You’re a new person. Immersion in a Mikvah is all that. Renewal. Rebirth. A return to your inner, pure, innocent self, and a refreshing restoration of your pristine spirituality."
The Christian baptism is like that...you've left one realm and entered another. You are alive in Christ. A new person. Literally. That just blows me away.