I decided to start this month in India completely different than any other month on the race by…lossing my passport. Now I know that this is not a conventional way to start off a month but I just thought it would be an excellent start to my month to leave my passport on the flight to our final destination in India. So due to this awesome kick off to my new month I had the privallage of going to American this month, aka the embassy, and this is my story of how I almost ended up on the streets of India for a night.
To get a new passport you have to go to a US Embassy and fill out a bunch of paper work and then wait 3 weeks to get a pasport so a week into ministry in India it became clear that I should get up to the Embassy and get this process started. So I made an appointment and headed down south to get a passport with one of the guys from the squad. We arrive a day early for my apointment inorder to fill out the paperwork and get it printed out and get ready to get my passport. We thought it best to get a hotel to stay the night, but guess what to get a hotel in India you have to show your visa, which is located in your passport, which I dont have. After a long talk with the people at the hotel about our different options they assured us that there was nothing they could do, which was true. So here we are, two American World Racers stuck with no where to stay but the streets of India so what do we do, go to the airport.
At the airport we wanted to check to see if there was a chance that they had found my passport, if all of our problems would be solved and after a hour and a half of being sent from office to office it seemed like all was hopeless, aka I was in an office being interegated for why and how I was India without a passport. They finally say well, "We found your passport". It was the best news that I had heard on the the entire weekend cause what they were really saying to me was "You don't have to sleep on the streets!".
God provided huge for me in this moment and even through it was my mistake and my follishness that left the passport on the plain He still blessed me and returned it.
