This day has been years in the making. A plan. Waiting. Finding out the plan was based on incorrect legal counsel. Starting over. Waiting again.
The Lord is a warrior; the Lord is his name.
And then it came down to the wire. We need to get this kid on a ship this summer. He needed a passport. But we were in limbo with citizenship, on paper anyway, in neither country. We contacted an immigration attorney, we called our Congressman's office, we connected with relatives in Kenya who had some of the paperwork that we needed. We collected everything everyone said we needed, and more.
Pharaoh's chariots and his army he has hurled into the sea. The best of Pharaoh's officers are drowned in the Red Sea. The deep waters have covered them; they sank to the depths like a stone.
And we prayed. And prayed. And begged. And asked our prayer partners to join us. I was surprised at how much peace I actually had, knowing how poorly this would turn out if he couldn't join us on that up-coming vacation. Fully expecting, according to the earthly timing of everything, that this would be another of God's last minute answers to prayer. But however it happened, I knew it would come through. But it wasn't last minute. Mountains moved and prayers were answered in half the time we expected.
"Your right hand, O Lord, was majestic in power. Your right hand, O Lord, shattered the enemy. In your unfailing love you will lead the people you have redeemed. In your strength you will guide them to your holy dwelling."
And yes, God, our God, you are majestic in power. Your right hand shattered the enemy's attempts to discourage and divide. In your unfailing love you will lead the people you have redeemed. I have seen your redemption in this child of God many times through the years but especially this year. In your strength you will guide your redeemed.
Our personal Eagle Scout to the rescue -
again.
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