Today is the day!
Well, today was supposed to be the day.
I had my flights all booked, my travel snacks all picked out, and bags all (almost) packed.
At 2:55pm today, Thursday, August 29th, 2019, I was supposed to be moving to India, but instead I’m sitting at home in Detroit, Michigan, sipping on iced coffee and playing banana grams with my parents.
Long story short, I don’t have my visa yet.
And you can’t really move to a new country without a visa.
If you’ve ever had to apply for a visa, other than a tourist visa, then I rest assured in the fact that you feel my pain.
A few weeks back, I applied for a year-long employment visa. I wasn’t given an exact timeline as to when I would hear back, but with a suggested start date for my internship, I had a fairly determined departure date in my mind: today.
I waited to book the flights at first, but as I saw the prices slowly creep into the thousands, I thought, “oh, what the heck, I’ll go ahead and book my flight.”
I was confident in the plan I had made in my head.
As the departure day slowly approached, my email inbox remained vacant of any visa details.
I called and emailed all the customer service contacts I could, but everyone responded with the same sad, automated message: “Dear Applicant, we have no new information on the status of your visa. Please be patient until we receive further updates.”
I wanted to know WHEN I would hear and WHY it was taking so long and WHO was handling my visa and WHAT could I do to speed up the process.
But unfortunately, all I know is that it’s not time.
I don’t have my visa, therefore, it’s not time for me to go.
My poor nails have taken quite a blow in all of this.
I bite my nails in stress, and by the size of the current crooked nubs on the ends of my fingers, I declare the last few weeks as some of the most stressful weeks of my life.
But oddly, I feel okay.
I am stressed, but I am also excited.
I am excited for this adventure, and I am eager for it to begin.
So much is up in the air, so yes, I am anxiously waiting for a plan to be presented for me to act upon, but I’m not worried.
I feel a sense of peace. A sense that it will be okay.
I believe in a big God. A God who is completely in control. If I’m supposed to be there by next week, then I’ll be there. If my Heavenly Father wants me home for a few extra days, then so be it.
I trust that His ways are far greater than mine, even if my way seemed quite good, I trust that His is better. No matter how many finger nails I chew through, I will wait upon the Lord.
Today was supposed to be the day, but it’s not, and you know what?
The day will come. As I wait, I will rejoice in all that has been and all that is to come.
A big adventure awaits, and although the details are unknown to me right now, I trust the One that knows the details.
If you’ve got a few moments this week to pray, maybe in the car or in line at the grocery store, then please lift up the details of my visa. I am hoping and praying to be on a plane some time in the next week, but there’s not much more I can do right now besides wait.
Thankfully, the organization I am interning for, International Justice Mission, has been so gracious in all of this. They are patiently waiting and praying right alongside me, and they are eagerly preparing for my arrival, whenever that may be.
More updates to come.