In planning for this summer, I was well ahead of the game. I got my passport back with a surprisingly good photo (I don't look like I'm on drugs at least). With that, I assumed I was ready to leave the country. Then, I got an email from my coordinator (This used to be Pat Rider's job, but now the poor soul's name is Mike S. You might want to remember him in your prayers.) He needed my passport so that he could get my visas. Oh, yes...of course, so eventually I got it in the mail to him (Thank you, Elaine, for the extra $.17 postage and the extra large envelope).
Well, today I got a large envelope in the mail from NMSI! I was so excited. Is it more info about the trip, the culture, the missionaries? Is it support receipts? No, it's my passport!? "Wow, that was fast and easy," I thought. No, the passport was still blank --with a post-it note, "Hey Brian, We need it signed or it isn't valid. Thanks! Mike"
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