These past couple days have been testing. God has been testing me to see if I would continue to follow his plan for me even when its hard to do so.
Courtney and I have been waiting for our passports to get to America so that we could get our visas for Sierra Leone and India. After some worrying and investigation we learned that our passports were being held in customs in Spain because the package looked “suspicious,” this process could take 2 months for us to get our passports back. So after a lot of researching, calling, and praying we decided to go to the US Embassy in Spain to apply for a lost passport (a process that is suppose to take 3 weeks for us to receive.) At this point going to Sierra Leone and India looked impossible…but who better to do the impossible then God! However, the devil tried to make it as difficult as possible.
Courtney and I both received Thursday off of work. I booked my bus ticket for 2:35 (I have a 5 hour trip to Madrid) and Courtney booked hers for 5:00 (she has a 2 hour trip.) Well in the craziness I forgot about military time, so after waiting an hour for my bus I realized I had booked a ticket for 2:30 in the morning (why would there be a bus that early??) so I rushed home and booked another ticket (with my house family to make sure it was the right one) that would leave at 6:00pm. As I waited for my bus (that was 30min late) I realized I had booked the wrong ticket again. I booked a ticket for the 3rd instead of the 2nd. However, the bus was not full so I hoped the driver wouldn’t notice. He didn’t notice until we were an hour away. He stopped the bus and searched the rows for a “Miranda” rider, then talked loudly and told me I couldn’t be on the bus (all this was said in Spanish BTW) When I got to the next bus station in Burgos I went to try and change my ticket but the lady had no idea what I was talking about….then Jesus stepped in again and a guy from behind me said “ can I help you” and translated everything for me just in time to get a ticket. (By this time Courtney is in Madrid, by herself, at night, scared) Then my bus was off for the 4 more hours of trip I had left (and I get car sickness) so as I got off the bus all I wanted was a sprite…and the machine gave me a fanta… (the big climax) At this point I know God would have to do something miraculous to make the US Embassy go smoothly. Guess what? He did! Courtney and I spent the night in Madrid (for cheap), found the embassy, and applied for out new passports with the nicest women ever…one of the ladies who decided if we got it or not daughter is teaching English outside of the country so when we told her we were teaching English she was more then happy to help us! Plus the other lady who helped is getting us our passports in a week! This means just enough time to get both passports!!
It is so sneaky how the devil uses this to disguise what he does as good. There were times throughout this process where I thought, “maybe Gods plan is just different what I expected” and I even begin to look for other options. But NO “numbers verse”
So glad that things worked out, even though it was frustrating. Praying for you!
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