Thank God for the Free Gift

As you can see, I've again lost track of time in my blogs/journals. However, it has been a difficult task getting online these days. My internet service has continued to be shaky and I'm looking to possibly change service when I return from my trip to the states.

On a completely different note, let me log my some of my adventures over the past few weeks. As some of you know. Pastor Dongo's daughter was not accepted to any university to which she applied in Uganda. She was devastated to say the least as she loves her country and especially her family. However, mzungu to the rescue. One of my acquaintances in the US was visiting Uganda for a trip to Sudan with Pastor. When she found out that Worship did not get into any universities here, she offered to pay for two years of education at a city college near where she lives and be her adopted mom over this time. So the first daunting task was the test she had to take for showing her fluency in English. We didn't know what her scores needed to be, but by faith, I bought her a book and signed her up for the test. We were disappointed to find her results being low in reading due to the proctor suggesting that they don't "waste" time reading the passages, but just guess on the answers. We thought for sure that she would need to retake the test. However, Moorpark College had received her scores and accepted her for admission. The most intimidating task was then to go for her visa. There were many documents that we needed to obtain so we gathered what we could and made an appointment. On that day, Worship went to the appointment and came back telling me that she didn't have enough strong ties to US. That was the weirdest thing I had heard. A frenzy ensued as we looked for people in the US to write letters of recommendation for Worship. In the meantime, I sent an e-mail to the embassy asking for clarification and booked another appointment which by the way cost an additional $131 (the cost for each appointment). Why would she need strong ties to the US? The lady asked specifically for a letter from the person sponsoring Worship in the US. We received about 8 letters to support her stay to further her education. Then i emailed back and forth with the embassy a few times and they kept talking about "strong ties to Uganda" They must be crazy there seeing as we sent many documents showing what Pastor Dongo was doing in the states, but apparently the lady there refused to even look at them when Worship attempted to show her. So now panic mode changed into getting as much information to show that she would return to Uganda upon completion of her studies. The morning of the appointment, Pastor Dongo and I drafted a letter talking about his ministry, his family and all he is doing here in Uganda. Then Pastor asked me to escort Worship to the appointment. We thought that since I was a US citizen, they would let me wait in there for her. Instead, I was denied entrance to the embassy with her and even chased from the waiting area in front of the entrance. I waited and waited and waited in the car. Praying, praising, interceding. Finally, after almost 2 hours, I saw Worship approaching the car with a big grin and yelling "I got it!" What a relief.

Next story, we turn to the immigration building in Uganda. I had been planning a trip to Tanzania and knew that my visa was going to expire before I left for Tanzania. I wondered if I could just cross the border to Kenya with an expired visa, but the Christian man of integrity made me do the right thing and attempt to get an extension on my visa. So I prepared all the things that I might need for the visa. These were the same items I had to submit the first time around. However, a friend had inquired for me and said I didn't need any of those things for an extension. I knew that stories often change so I brought the materials anyway. I waited in the line and when I arrived at the front, the man asked for a letter from the place I was working with. I told him it was in the car. Then I specifically asked if that was ALL I needed. He agreed. I went to the car and came back, waited in line again, and gave him all my materials. Then he asked when was I leaving. I told him the date and he asked for proof. So again back to the car, wait in line, give him the materials. He asked where the NGO certificate was. I told him it was the one thing I didn't have and asked if I needed it. He just mumbled to himself something like I wish you had that. Then he told me to come back in 7 business days. So after that, I returned about a week and a half later. then the lady says she needs the NGO certificate. Now I'm only a week away from leaving. She tells me to come back in 3 days. Now I'm realizing that getting the visa before my scheduled date of departure might be impossible. So we tried to use connections to get help with the visa. You know how that panned out? With a lady asking for about $90 to speed up the process. That wasn't going to happen. The problem is that if I got my passport back 3 days later, it still wouldn't have an approved visa. You have to go to the bank to pay the fee for the visa then come back and they hold your passport for a few more days. So now to plan B. I should still be able to get my passport back, skip the visa processing and cross the border with an expired visa and deal with the repercussions. So I go to pick up the passport not there. Next day, not there. Third day not there. Now I only have 1 business day before I'm supposed to leave. Hopefully it will be there Monday because I can't even book the bus trip without the passport!

So there is a reason why I tell these two stories which by the way have more drama than can be said in this short blog. I was with pastor discussing Worship and my issues with the visa. He said, "Thank God eternal life is a free gift." Can you imagine if we had to do things to deserve our place in heaven as believers. I know I would fail miserably. That's why even through these little trials, I thank God because he has saved me from destruction. He has given me eternal life. He has made my broken spirit whole. If you don't know Jesus, He can do all of this for you as well. He loves you and cares about you. I hope you all know that!