Well, we’ve come to the end of an era…my passport was full. And I mean full. No space for any stamps. I couldn’t even leave the country if I had needed to. So, off the the US Consulate to apply for a new one.
In many ways, it kinda makes me sad to give up my old passport. My whole African life is in that thing. from the first trip until now. Every border crossing, mission trip, family trip, everything is in that little blue book. I think of the lifetime of experiences held in that book. Faces of people met along the way and many I won’t see again this side of heaven, but thanks to the grace of Jesus, we will see again.
On the other hand, I think of the great adventures that await me! Just to think of filling up a brand new passport. I was a little smarter this time and got the 52 page book. My old passport was due to expire until next August. I think of all the things my old book holds, all the adventures and things I have gotten to experience and I get so excited to see where the Lord is going to take me in those 52 pages! What a story I’ll be telling 10 years from now. Who knew 10 years ago that we would even be living in South Africa as missionaries. Who knew that our children who get to experience life in another country and have their eyes opened to a world bigger than themselves.
I pray over this passport and that I will always go where the Lord will lead, share the things the Lord wants me share in those places and meet the exact right people He has placed before me. Big adventures await!