If I was the kind of person who streaked after a big win for the hometown team, I'd so be streakin' right now!!! Judah's visa finally came...the day AFTER we were supposed to leave (oh, the irony). And get this, in order to get the visa, we had to go and sit at our former address (which, awkwardly, was being moved into by a new tenant as we set there) for 6+ hours to wait on it to be delivered. After waiting forever with two cranky boys, we decided to call it a day and left. But, on the way home we ended up encountering and chasing down *two* different UPS drivers before we finally held the visa in our hands. I felt like standing and singing the chorus from The Battle Hymn of the Republic. Jim said he felt like hugging the guy. Jim's not a hugger.
So, Judah is now the proud (albeit completely indifferent) owner of a United Kingdom visa. He can now get a job and help put food on the table. Oh, I forgot to mention the best part. After we finally had the visa in our hands, Jim gets a call from his commander at Eglin saying that his new commander over in England now wants him to wait another two weeks to come so that they can more easily shift some schedules for someone to come and pick us up. Am I kidding, you ask? No.
We're going to ask Monday if we can go ahead over and Jim just take some PTO before his report date. He'll need time adjust to the time difference before he starts working anyway. Praying for that to be a go ahead for this next week.
You ever notice how, every now and then, God has a tendency to let you see just how much of a pessimist you are? He shows me pretty often. I was complaining to my dad this evening about how much of an ordeal this had been and how we were planning on putting in a complaint to Eglin's passport/visa office regarding it's total mess-up with this visa. I go on and on and on and he listens (which, believe it or not, he's extremely good at). And when I'm finally finished ranting, he calmly says "God let it happen for some reason" and changes the subject. Not that he was disregarding me by any means, he was just reminding me to live by Romans 8:28. And it really got me. Especially considering all he's been through recently (as well as for the last couple of decades or so).
How can I complain about this, when I have been so blessed with a loving husband and beautiful baby boys and WE'RE ALL TOGETHER (Jim wasn't forced to go on over)? This also gave us the chance to visit more with our families in SC, which was a blessing. What's a couple of weeks? I too often forget that God is not far away. He's right here in the midst of things. He's completely in control, and as the saying goes, His timing is perfect. I don't know why I always have a tendency to forget that. Maybe I can come back and read this blog the next time I feel like complaining.
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