I heard the sound of the whip cracking as I cowered fearfully in the corner, “WE NEED ANOTHER UPDATE WRITTEN, SO SIT DOWN AND GET IT DONE NOW (!!!), WOMAN,” yelled my irate husband, Scott. I desperately tried to appease him by reminding him in my most humble attitude and with a meek voice, “But Milord, I believe God has one more prayer yet to answer . . . that of my visa.” Another crack thundered close to my head and I trembled, “OKAY, BUT AS SOON AS THAT ANSWER COMES IN, I WANT THAT EMAIL OUT TO ALL OF OUR FAITHFUL, PRAYER SUPPORTERS, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, WENCH?” to which I whimpered, “Yes, Milord, as you wish.”
Well, here I am writing to tell you our faithful God answered our prayer and my visa to Spain has also been approved. How miraculous is that!!! Normally, a husband’s visa is granted within 2-3 months of applying. Scott’s was granted in one (for some unknown reason, he has also received his temporary residency, work permit and I.D. number, which is normally given after you get to Spain and apply for it). The wife’s visa usually takes another 2-3 months. Mine was approved in 3 weeks. So
“here I am to worship, here I am to bow down,
here I am to say that You’re my God,
You’re altogether lovely, altogether worthy,
altogether wonderful to me . . .”
We have train reservations to Chicago for May 11th where we’ll pick up the visas and we’ll then have three months to arrive in Spain. I guess it’s time to start packing – we really don’t have that much stuff to take; a lot was left in Venezuela and that will be replaced at IKEA in Spain =) We’ll need to finish up raising the remaining $300/mo, in support. Last, we’ll be setting a farewell date and buying the tickets
Thanks for your faithful prayers, your love and encouragement and your generous support.
Love,
The slave driver and his wench, aka. Scott and Lorna
