March 31, 2009

It's a Cliffhanger

Here it is. The last day before we leave. By the way, that really cool drawing is on the white board in our kitchen. That is where we post all kinds of things like Bible memory and such. The kids have been keeping a daily countdown for our trip. There were so many things to do today, of course. The Lord was gracious to keep me very busy so I didn't have time to worry about flying over the ocean (my one great fear) or being sad about leaving my children for five days when little Elisabeth just started walking.

We began the day watching our little friends while their mama went to the doctor. With help I finished packing, stocked up on groceries, washed laundry, searched for missing flip flops, cut Allen's hair, and washed my own. The weather was gorgeous here-Amen- and I was even able to get in a walk. In a final revolt against all the to do's that have been haunting me, I burned my to do list.

Oh, and by the way at 7:47 P.M. I finally got my passport! Thank you to all who were praying. You will be in awe at the way God worked all the details out. All the "in betweens" are truly unbelievable, except that I was here and I know it happened for real. It is getting late and I need to get up at 2 am so I will fill you in when I return but...for all those inquiring minds...I will give you the short version now.
At this point I want to explain that 10 days ago, I gave the whole thing to God. I was completely frustrated and beginning to wonder if He wanted me to go at all. I asked Him to make it happen if I was to go and to completely stop it if I was to stay. From that point on, everything that happened was completely out of my doing except for making phone calls to get information. Every step was made by someone else...all people I have never met.

For a week our congressman's entire office staff have been hard at work trying to get my passport. Our local passport representative, myself and Congressman Bartlett's Executive Assistant (Ashley) were all promised by the National Passport Office that it was being put in next day delivery Monday morning. Guess what she lied. When we called Mildred at the National office to confirm yesterday late afternoon...she had left for the day and it was sitting on her desk! The lady who answered the phone and was on the receiving end of my stunned reaction, promised she would put it in Fed Ex next day delivery before she left for the day. I asked for the tracking number and she said she couldn't give it to me until she sent it but that I could check it on the Fed Ex website and search by my last name. (I was very skeptical by this point -but what could I do but believe her?)

My new friend, Cindy, called from the local passport office to check on progress and I shared with her the happenings of the day. She was stunned, as well, at the audacity of it all. She recommended calling the phone bank in DC and have someone check the computer records for the tracking number to determine if it was actually shipped. A call at 6:00 pm showed no tracking number was entered in the computer. The very sweet, I am not joking, lady on the other end recommended calling back later to see if it was there. I spent an hour and a half on hold later in the evening only to finally hang up just before 10 when the phone lines were closed for the night.

This morning at 8:00 AM we spent another 45 minutes on hold to talk to yet another employee at the National Passport Office who gets paid to know nothing and do nothing all day. She said there was no tracking number but "it" said that my passport was finished at 6 something last night. I told her that wasn't really much of an answer. The next few minutes were spent telling her what I thought of the business practices of her agency.

Oh, did I forget to mention that Ashley (remember the Congressman's Assistant) had a back up plan. War was on and they weren't waiting for answers anymore. She had personally spent hours on the phone only to be hung up on and transferred all over the place never to be connected to the person she wanted to talk to. She had personally spent her Saturday working on it. She had personally been lied to and pushed around as much as me and she was ready to put her plan into action. An intern was about to learn the ins and outs of the passport process.

Ruben was sent from the House of Representatives to the National Office to personally pick up my passport. He then delivered it to Barbara, one of the Mr. Bartlett's employees in the DC office who lives in our town. After the last vote of the day, she drove it to the local office where with butterflies in my stomach we met. I was shaking when at last I held the little blue book in my hands. We all cheered and the kids expressed their disappointment at not meeting Mr. Bartlett. Then for the next half hour people oohed and ahhed while passing it around the Suburban as if Jesus himself had handed it over. Now, I only had less than 12 hours left to worry about this flying stuff. And that is the SHORT version. And all God's people said, "AMEN!"

So, here we are.

The bags are packed.

My passport's arrived.

I'm off to St. Kitt's with my sweetie Pie!

Bon Voyage! C.P.


  1. Have a wonderful trip! So glad the passport thing got sorted out, and not a moment too soon!

  2. Hello, my sweet Canuck! Thanks so much. I survived the first leg of our flight and am delighted to know I only have to make it through 3 more hours til the fun and sun start!



  3. Hey mom,
    Great job! You are doing such a good job keeping up on your blog. I love you soooo much and miss you already. E-mail, text, or call me once your settled to let us know you arrived safely. I been praying for you!

  4. I am so glad you were able to go! What you went through is absolutely crazy!! (like a big April Fool's joke from the government) Thanks for the update. I will pray for you to have a wonderful trip.
    Heather Kay

  5. Can't wait to hear all about it! Trying not to be insanely jealous up here in the frozen tundra! ;)