Praising God

Praise God from whom all blessings flow!

I had one major responsibility on this trip—to take Jameson, Edson, and Michael to their visa appointment today.  As of last night, I thought I may have totally mucked it up.  We didn't have the medical paperwork from the doctor yet, and the doctor still had the passports.

Praise God—it all worked out.  The boys were ready pretty much on time, the kids who had to be dropped off at school were pretty much ready on time (which allowed Gabriel to get to the doctor's office early--by 7:45), traffic was light so my driver got us to the embassy by 7:30 for out 8:00 appointment.  And, even though the doctor didn't arrive at his office until 8:00, Gabriel was able to get everything to the embassy by 8:45!  Unheard of in PAP traffic.

The incredibly nice lady at the gate let us in even though it was past our appointment time.  Once we got into the embassy, people could not have been nicer.  Seriously, every time I had a question, the answer was given to me politely and with a smile.  I've heard from others how horrendous the staff at the embassy can be, but I had a totally different experience.  We didn't have to wait more than 10 minutes for anything to be done. 

God was very good today.  He made things happen that, if it had been left to me or other humans, never would have been accomplished.  Megan, the boys’ adoptive mother, had dozens of folks in MN praying round the clock, and I forced myself to pray every time I grew anxious while waiting this morning.  

Prayer worked.