The Power and the Glory
The visa situation wasn’t going well. We had started the process
in November, and chased down every rabbit they asked us to chase We had received an email from the embassy at the end of
April that included:
Your
below is incorrect, and I do not appreciate being quoted on things I did not
say. If you fail to provide the required documents, the case will be denied.
And:
In
my experience, petitioners often hear what they want to hear, and this case is
an example. The below is a misstatement
of facts.
So
we made another trip into the Embassy, and we asked what we needed. The
gentlemen who wrote the above wasn’t available,
so we talked to someone who didn’t know anything about what we were
trying to do. We started over with her, but she told us what we needed; a
letter from a government official who would say that we had had legal custody
of the twins for two years.
We
knew someone in the government we had worked with in the adoption. She still
worked for the government, and told us that she would be glad to write the
letter for us. She told us that she would write it by the end of the week and
drop it off at the orphanage.
The
end of the week came. No letter.
We
called her on Friday, and she said that we could pick it up from the orphanage on
Monday. We were going into town anyway, so we said that would be great. There
was flooding in
We
called Margaret, and asked if we could pick it up. She said yes. We asked her
where her office was. She said `I cannot tell you. Go to the
At
that point, although it wasn’t far, traffic was so weird that we decided
to get a cab. We were blessed; we got a nice big guy who wasn’t afraid to
go wherever he needed to go to get us there. At one point, we were in the
middle of an intersection and it looked like a bad movie; cars were going in
every direction. He just kept pushing until we got to the insurance plaza. We
called Margaret.
Margaret:
Just stand on the corner. I will come out and get you.
Us:
Ok.
We
waited about ten minutes. We were afraid it looked like a drug buy, but Margaret
finally came by with the letter. We read it and thanked her, and she ran back
to a meeting.
We
were thrilled, and after thanking our cab driver for braving the drive back to
our car, began the drive home. We had to go through water that was almost up to
our car windows, but after a few close calls, we got home.
We
had planned to call the Embassy the next day and try to schedule an appointment,
but we got a shocking call at
And
he called to apologize. He told us that our hearts were in the right place, and
he was sorry for giving us the wrong information about the agency he had told
us to contact. I read the letter we had received, and he said that was great.
We got word today that our
visas were approved.
There are two wonderful
things that occurred through this process:
But
what we saw was that prayer changed this guy’s heart. He went from being antagonistic
to being kind, and the only thing that changed was that we asked people to
pray. God changed his heart.
Because
of what we had been through, we could tell him where to go and who to talk to. We
have good friends that have come back to
We
are so grateful for the visas, but we are more grateful for friends who would
stand with us and pray in our hour of need. And I am most grateful for
beginning to learn how to embrace His process, and seeing the fruit that
results from that.
We
have seen the power of prayer, and the strength of His glory. Thank you for
helping us to find Him in the midst of all of this.
Your
pal
Steve
Stateside
Address:
Phone:
011-254-20-32046-252
peifer@kijabe.net
http://peifer.kijabe.org