Visa's will be the death of me.

Visa time! 

See that picture right there? Yeah, that one. Do you know what that means? That means that it is time for a Visa. It means that it is time to collect all the paperwork one last time, it means filling out a form, it means praying that all my forms are the correct forms, it means going broke because of the fee’s and hopefully it means I can legally live in Rwanda, at least for a while. Yup, it’s visa time, folks! And boy...it’s kind of kicking my butt, to be honest. 

I have spent time getting everything together, praying over the process and hoping for the best. But today I found out that one of my forms can not be accepted. And now...well I’m not sure what next. It’s frustrating, nerve wracking and just straight up annoying! And all day, since finding this out, I have been stressed. Ok, maybe more like freaking out. What if I can’t get the proper paper? What if my research online is correct and the correct form requires a fingerprint? See, that would be hard because the form needs to come from MI, and my fingers and their prints are here with me, in Rwanda. What if I can’t get a visa and I have to leave the country? I don’t have money for a flight home and a bus ride to another country just sounds annoying right now. Can’t you just tell I’ve been a ball of pure sunshine all day? 

But tonight, something changed. Honestly, I don’t know exactly what it was. Tonight, I went to a small group with the church I’ve been attending and I was encouraged. They didn’t talk directly about this issue, or really anything specifically related. But still, it touched me, whatever was said. Then a thought popped into my head “I am literally living the dream. Well, not the dream, but my dream!” And the thoughts just took off from there. If God has truly called me here (which, I believe He has already confirmed that over and over), then He’s going to take care of it. He will provide. Not only provide for my financial need (which is a whole other topic of stress), but He provides for what I need, exactly when I need. Hey, I actually taught a short lesson today with that as a point. Funny. 

But seriously, my mood has changed. My general outlook on life has gone from dark and nearly hopeless to full of hope and confidence in my God. Earlier, I was about gone. My mind was focused on the Visa issue, and that was the only thing I could think of. Because of this even my words made no sense. As some friends and I put it, you could say that I can’t brain today, I has the dumbs. But now, I feel my brain is functioning. And my hope and joy has been restored. My God is good. 

But, I am still praying hardcore! I am praying that this document I have is acceptable and I can just move on with this whole process. I pray that if this isn’t the right one, that I would be able to get the form I do need, easily and affordably (pieces of paper with some words are mucho $$$$ these days. Sheesh.). I also pray for wisdom to know what I need to do and when I need to do it. 

But overall, I can rest in the peace that passes all understanding. My God is someone who cares about what freaks me out and what stresses me out. He’s got this.