So here we are, it's April 23rd. I am now excited all over. God has done some great things in my behalf and I finally get to begin my journey. I have my bags repacked. No, I did not unpack then but there were some requirements on weight that I wanted to make sure that my bags met so I would not have to pull things out while I was there. I did not want anything to hinder me getting on the plane. I have my purse, that I left on Tuesday, securely in my carry-on purse bag. So I will not forget it this time.
I got up about 6:30 AM and get dressed. Then I run a few errands. I needed to go to the ATM and get cash for gas and toll money for Mother Pryor. Who had so graciously said that she would take me to the airport. I collect the mail, pull my mother's car into the garage like she had asked me to do. Now all I have to do is wait for Mother Pryor to come. I sit on the couch in the formal living room and I wait. I say a simple thank you, Jesus, for your grace and mercy. I am a bit anxious. This is really happening this time.
Finally, Mother Pryor arrives and calls me to tell me she is outside. We load up the car. She drives down the street to the gas station and I get out to pay for the gas. As I am returning to the car, I get an unction to check my purse for my passport. I know that I have my purse because I showed it to Mother Pryor prior to getting the gas. However, I shake it off as me being a little nervous because of what happened the last time. The unction takes a while to settle down, but it does.
I take our some donuts and water, so I can eat so I can take my Malaria pills. As I 'm waiting for her to pump the gas I get another unction to check for my passport. I dismiss it with a chuckle because surely I would not forget my passport again. That would be insane. That's not even like me. Tuesday was a fluke. So I continue to eat my donuts and again the unction fades. Mother Pryor gets in the car and head to the freeway. We chit chat and laugh and everything seems to be right.
Now my nerves begin to kick in about flying solo. It was one thing when Evangelist Rein and I would be traveling together, but now I would be traveling alone. I feel a bit of anxiety about getting on the plane, but I think it's because of what happened on Tuesday. However, even then I did not check my purse. I reaffirmed to myself that everything was done. My check-in bag was 33 lbs and my carry-on suitcase was 10 lbs. I'm within the regulations. I had everything I needed.
Come back to read what happens at the airport.
You are Bound No More.
Pastor Linda Hillman
(c) 2015 LAH Ministries International
Booklindahillman@gmail.com
Get Your Copy Now
Will You Be Made Whole
In The Meantime
I got up about 6:30 AM and get dressed. Then I run a few errands. I needed to go to the ATM and get cash for gas and toll money for Mother Pryor. Who had so graciously said that she would take me to the airport. I collect the mail, pull my mother's car into the garage like she had asked me to do. Now all I have to do is wait for Mother Pryor to come. I sit on the couch in the formal living room and I wait. I say a simple thank you, Jesus, for your grace and mercy. I am a bit anxious. This is really happening this time.
Finally, Mother Pryor arrives and calls me to tell me she is outside. We load up the car. She drives down the street to the gas station and I get out to pay for the gas. As I am returning to the car, I get an unction to check my purse for my passport. I know that I have my purse because I showed it to Mother Pryor prior to getting the gas. However, I shake it off as me being a little nervous because of what happened the last time. The unction takes a while to settle down, but it does.
I take our some donuts and water, so I can eat so I can take my Malaria pills. As I 'm waiting for her to pump the gas I get another unction to check for my passport. I dismiss it with a chuckle because surely I would not forget my passport again. That would be insane. That's not even like me. Tuesday was a fluke. So I continue to eat my donuts and again the unction fades. Mother Pryor gets in the car and head to the freeway. We chit chat and laugh and everything seems to be right.
Now my nerves begin to kick in about flying solo. It was one thing when Evangelist Rein and I would be traveling together, but now I would be traveling alone. I feel a bit of anxiety about getting on the plane, but I think it's because of what happened on Tuesday. However, even then I did not check my purse. I reaffirmed to myself that everything was done. My check-in bag was 33 lbs and my carry-on suitcase was 10 lbs. I'm within the regulations. I had everything I needed.
Come back to read what happens at the airport.
You are Bound No More.
Pastor Linda Hillman
(c) 2015 LAH Ministries International
Booklindahillman@gmail.com
Get Your Copy Now
Will You Be Made Whole
In The Meantime
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