I am an atheist, and gay, but when I was a child (before I realized I was gay,) I went to a church under the Southern Baptist Convention. My parents and great grandparents went there. I decided that I wanted to be baptized. The preacher of the church, however, resigned when the church would not increase his pay. I waited for a few years as the church went through several preachers. Ultimately, they chose a preacher and baptizements would start again (I don't know why a deacon or other church official didn't do them).
The night before I was to be baptized, the preacher was found in a motel, doing drugs (the specific was never mentioned, but crack and meth are popular choices), and cheating on his wife. I was never baptized. Apparently some things just aren't meant to be.