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Topic: Passport (07/25/05)
TITLE: Passport Panic
By Shari Armstrong
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”Hello, my name is Jesse MacPherson and I’m cutting it close to catch a flight this afternoon, and I forgot to get my passport. I’m going on a missions trip”
A friendly female voice said, “Well, let’s see what we can do for you. Can you get on-line?”
Nodding, he replied, “Yes.” He closed the suitcase and transferred the phone from under his chin into his hand. He sat down and booted up his computer.
“Here’s what we’re going to do, go to our site,” and she rattled off an address. “Fill out the application. We’ll take a photo after you get here. It’ll be ready in minutes.”
”Really?” He could feel the relief flow through his body. He was so excited to be part of this ministry. There had been only one other team to make this trip, as it took a lot of extra training, but it would be worth it. The colony had been recently established, and had actually requested that missionary teams come and help build churches! It was an exciting time. He clicked the mouse and let out the breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding.
Jesse jogged through the house; bag in hand, to the front door. He quickly locked the door, hopped in his car, and flew across town. He said a thankful prayer for the express lane. He spied an empty spot just feet from the door. He barely let the car stop running before he jumped out, checked his watch again.
He found the office with little trouble. A line of about a half dozen people was ahead of him. Not too bad, he thought.
A petite middle-aged woman approached him, “Are you Jesse?” She extended her hand, “I’m Carol.”
He shook her hand. “Yes.” He recognized her voice as the lady he spoke with moments ago.
He did as she asked. She took his photo and led him to a seat to wait. Before he knew it, she returned with his passport and an envelope. He asked, “Is there anyway I can thank you for moving me ahead of the line?”
She handed him the envelope, “Just give this to my husband and daughter. They went with the Alpha Team.”
He slipped the envelope in his bag. “Wow, how did they get chosen for Alpha Team?”
She smiled a sad smile, “My husband is one of the pastors who volunteered to help lead the first church. I hoped to join them, but we discovered I had some health problems that would prevent my talking the flight. My heart wouldn’t take the strain of it. Since I can’t go, I make sure that I pray and help make the process easier for those that can.”
Jesse smiled, “I’ll be praying for you, too. Maybe once a couple more churches are staffed, they can come home for a visit before long.
”Maybe. There are a lot of people to be reached for Jesus there: the construction crews, scientists, diplomats, and the everyday folk that are starting to be chosen to go. We need to make sure He’s represented there, too.”
He nodded. “Thank you, again I really need to go.”
“Would you have time for a quick prayer?”
Jesse checked his watch, “How can I refuse?”
They held hands and closed their eyes. Carol quietly started, “Dear Heavenly Father, we thank You for the opportunity to serve You. We thank You that the people establishing the science colony have been receptive to Your people and Your word. Be with the faithful who are willing to leave home and go in to a strange land for You. As the moon reflects the sunshine, we pray that Your people will reflect Your Son to those on the moon. In Jesus’ name, Amen.”
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