On Thursday, March 31 2011, we left the house we have been living in for the past few months for the last time. We set out towards Miami. We spent the night in a hotel room. We woke up early this morning so that we could make sure we got to our appointment on time. We had made an appointment for our family to apply for visas about a month earlier. They are usually pretty booked so if we missed it we would have to wait another month. So this was it. After countless hours of preparation, after collecting what seemed like hundreds of documents, after 3 years of traveling and raising money, we were finally going to apply for visas and move overseas. So we walk up to the counter where we were to apply; dad was carrying all of the documents required in neatly organized folders. The man at the counter asked us what time our appointments were. We told him the time of our appointment. He said that we each, all four of us, had to make separate appointments. Because of this, he turned us away and told us to come back when we all had appointments. This was devastating!!
The security guard overheard what had happened and stopped us on our way out. He told us to go up to the next floor and make our appointments there. So we did. When we got up there we told them our situation. They were extremely helpful! The man pulled some strings and made some phone calls and made us three appointments for next month. He said that was the best he could do, but if we took them back down to the first place we were, that maybe by some chance they would have mercy and allow us to apply today because we are from out of town.
So we got all of our documents in order..again..and made our way back downstairs. By this time I was praying and praying and praying some more! So when we got back downstairs, the security guard recognized us and told us we'd be next in line. So we go back up there and tell the guy what has happened. He goes to make a phone call. He comes back and tells us that we have the appointment for today! And we don't have to wait another month! So that was exciting news! And I give God the glory for that!
So we went into the next room and waited. We had to get our documents in order..again.. When we were getting our documents in order again, the man comes in the room and says that there are some more papers we have to fill out. So we look at the papers and realize they are in SPANISH! We don't speak Spanish yet! So we go back upstairs while dad waits in the room, and we find somebody to translate the papers. So eventually we get it all filled out and it's time for our appointment.
We give the lady all of the things they ask for, and she says the ones in English are supposed to be translated into Spanish. So we go back upstairs to the translator and realize he isn't there and won't be back until after the visa office is closed. So we go down the street and ask a business to do it, and they said they wouldn't. So by this time we haven't eaten all day, and we are very tired. So we just decide that we should go back to our hotel and figure something out. A few hours later, Dad went back to the translator, who was back in the office now, and asked him for help. He said it would be no problem to translate the documents, AND hand deliver the documents to the right people!
So after a long day, and a lot of disappointments, we can classify this as a success. Praise God!! God always provides. Even when the situation seems hopeless, God works it out for the good of those who love Him.
Romans 8:28 "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose."