Finally, we are at SFO, I get my luggage and situate myself so I can maneuver my bags. I walk up to the ticketing counter, put my check-in bag on the scale and proudly announce, "I here to check in for my flight."
I open up my carry-on purse and pull out the famous purse pouch. I smile to myself becasue, see I did not forget it. I look and NO passport. I move the items around and NO passport. then it hits me like a ton of bricks. I left it in the copier in my home office. My heart sinks. I look once again, I can't believe I have done this again. trying to buy time I give the representative my Driver's license and pull out my cell phone.
Okay, okay, I now you want to know how I left my passport in the copier. Well, the night before I was reading things online about traveling internationally alone ans some precautions one should take. Many of the sites said, make a copy of your passport and leave with family members in the states in case something happen. they also said I should have copies on my person to hand to hotels that require having your passport on file. This way you don't have to give them your original. So after reading that I went to make copies of my passport. However, after making the copies I never put my passport back in my pouch purse.
So now I am on the phone wth my sister, Jessica, again. She is at work and I ask her to go to the house and get my passport out of the copier and drive it to a meeting place I will tell her so someone can meet her and bring the passport to me. I look at my watch while I am talking to her and see that it is 11:02 AM. The plane does not leave to 1:55 PM. So we have more than enough time to. She agrees to do and I ask what is the latest I can check in for the flight. They tell me 1PM.
My next phone call was to Mother Pryor, I could hear the disappointment in her voice when I told her what had happened. She called my name "Linda" like only a mother could do. She said she would pull off the freeway and wait for instructions where to meet Jessica because she had to get back to get her grandson by 2PM.
I called my middle sister, Stephy to see if she was off work. Unfortunately, she was at work. My plan was to have Jessica drive to her and Have Stephy, who is a fast driver like myself bring the passport to me. But she was at work. I asked if they would let her leave ans she said it was just two of them in the Pharmacy and she would not be able to leave.
Then I called Kelsi, a friend that lives in Richmond. I need to have a backup plan. I asked her if she had time to help in this situation. She was willing to do whatever was needed. She also suggested that I let Mother Pryor go so she could get back to ensure that she was there for Caleb. I told her it would be easier for us to Vox. I hung up with Kelsi and called Mother Pryor back. I told her she could go that Jessica and Kelsi would make sure that I got my passport. Then I waited.
I looked at my watch it was about 11:20 now. I hadn't heard from Jessica about her leaving the house. Kelsi and I were trying to figure out the fastest route. We were going back and forth and Kelsi reached out to Rein. rein advised her that meeting up in Oakland would be best. So Kelsi told me to have Jessica meet her at Powell street in Emeryville.
I called Jessi and asked where she was and did she have my passport. I was expecting her to say yes. but her answer was I am just leaving my job. I looked at my watch. I was like okay, as long as she gets there and leaves by 11:45 we should be good. Kelsi had told me from Emeryville it would take her 30 minutes if there was no traffic. So I knew it would take Jessica 45 minutes to an hour.
I get a call from Jessica and I look at my phone it is about 11:50. She was looking in the wrong place for my passport. I explain that it was in the printer/copier. She said okay I got it. I then instructed her she needed to hurry because I needed to get the passport by 1PM. I told her to call me when she was on the road so I could have an estimate of when she would be able to meet up with Kelsi. I mean she has my passport in hand nothing is stopping her from walking out the door right now. Right?
I go back to the ticketing counter and asked what is the absolute time I could check in. the lady I spoke to told me no later than 1:10PM. Whew, 10 more minutes. I breathe a little but from this point on NOTHING can go wrong. At about 11:59 Jessy calls and says she was on her way. I flash a bit but I hold my peace. For the first time, the thought crosses my mind she is not going to make it. I immediately push it out with an outspoken statement, she HAS to make it. Now I forcing myself to think positive. If God could part the Red Sea, surely he could get my passport here on time to me. I prayed that there would be no traffic or accidents and everything would flow well. NO delays. Then I looked at my watch and pleaded for God to slow time for me like he did for Joshua. I should have asked for God to STOP time, or make the Sun stand still which is what he actually did.
I called Jessi for a progress report and she was just approaching Tracy. Then I got a thought. I said I know that you are driving, but see if you can take a picture of the data page of my passport and text it to me. Be Safe but let me know if you can. NOW, I know someone is going to say, OH no you didn't put that girl's life in danger to do that for you. But sadly I did. I told you this was going to be the real and the raw. I am not going to leave stuff out because it makes me look bad or sound bad. So yes, I did that. Now I know you can't text and drive safely, that whole thought process was wrong on so many levels. My only excuse was this girl was desperate and desperate times calls for desperate measures.
Needless to say a few minutes later my phone chimed with a text message and there it is. I look at it to make sure all the necessary information is on the pic. I blow it up and everything is there and it's readable. I got back to the ticket counter and asked the rep there if they can check me in with the pic of my passport. She looks and says no she needs to scan it. I walk away a bit defeated. I was hoping that they would have been able to do it.
My thought process was...they would see that I had a passport. Check me in on the flight and get my luggage to the airplane. then I could continue to wait for for my passport and run to get on the flight once it got there. But this way I would not miss the check in time. My thought was that would give them more time to get there with the passport since the plane did not actually leave until 1:55 PM. So hearing that she needed my physical passport. I whispered a prayer as I walked back to sit and wait. I asked God to grant me favor. Let the plane have to be delayed allowing them enough time to get here with my passport. I checked in with Jessica again she was entering the Altamont. Now in her defense Jessica was making very good timing. But with a time restraint, I was praying that she would drive faster. I looked at my watch and it was about 12:35 now. For the second time, I thought she isn't going to make it. The drive from that point was still about 20-25 minutes. Once again, I prayed that there be no traffic to slow her down. But once she got to Kelsi, there was still 30 minutes before they would get it to me. I breathed deeply and thought, God let them make it.
Continue to read what happens next...
You are Bound No More.
Pastor Linda Hillman
(c) 2015 LAH Ministries International
Booklinda@gmail.com
Get Your Copy Now
Will You Be Made Whole
In The Meantime
I open up my carry-on purse and pull out the famous purse pouch. I smile to myself becasue, see I did not forget it. I look and NO passport. I move the items around and NO passport. then it hits me like a ton of bricks. I left it in the copier in my home office. My heart sinks. I look once again, I can't believe I have done this again. trying to buy time I give the representative my Driver's license and pull out my cell phone.
Okay, okay, I now you want to know how I left my passport in the copier. Well, the night before I was reading things online about traveling internationally alone ans some precautions one should take. Many of the sites said, make a copy of your passport and leave with family members in the states in case something happen. they also said I should have copies on my person to hand to hotels that require having your passport on file. This way you don't have to give them your original. So after reading that I went to make copies of my passport. However, after making the copies I never put my passport back in my pouch purse.
So now I am on the phone wth my sister, Jessica, again. She is at work and I ask her to go to the house and get my passport out of the copier and drive it to a meeting place I will tell her so someone can meet her and bring the passport to me. I look at my watch while I am talking to her and see that it is 11:02 AM. The plane does not leave to 1:55 PM. So we have more than enough time to. She agrees to do and I ask what is the latest I can check in for the flight. They tell me 1PM.
My next phone call was to Mother Pryor, I could hear the disappointment in her voice when I told her what had happened. She called my name "Linda" like only a mother could do. She said she would pull off the freeway and wait for instructions where to meet Jessica because she had to get back to get her grandson by 2PM.
I called my middle sister, Stephy to see if she was off work. Unfortunately, she was at work. My plan was to have Jessica drive to her and Have Stephy, who is a fast driver like myself bring the passport to me. But she was at work. I asked if they would let her leave ans she said it was just two of them in the Pharmacy and she would not be able to leave.
Then I called Kelsi, a friend that lives in Richmond. I need to have a backup plan. I asked her if she had time to help in this situation. She was willing to do whatever was needed. She also suggested that I let Mother Pryor go so she could get back to ensure that she was there for Caleb. I told her it would be easier for us to Vox. I hung up with Kelsi and called Mother Pryor back. I told her she could go that Jessica and Kelsi would make sure that I got my passport. Then I waited.
I looked at my watch it was about 11:20 now. I hadn't heard from Jessica about her leaving the house. Kelsi and I were trying to figure out the fastest route. We were going back and forth and Kelsi reached out to Rein. rein advised her that meeting up in Oakland would be best. So Kelsi told me to have Jessica meet her at Powell street in Emeryville.
I called Jessi and asked where she was and did she have my passport. I was expecting her to say yes. but her answer was I am just leaving my job. I looked at my watch. I was like okay, as long as she gets there and leaves by 11:45 we should be good. Kelsi had told me from Emeryville it would take her 30 minutes if there was no traffic. So I knew it would take Jessica 45 minutes to an hour.
I get a call from Jessica and I look at my phone it is about 11:50. She was looking in the wrong place for my passport. I explain that it was in the printer/copier. She said okay I got it. I then instructed her she needed to hurry because I needed to get the passport by 1PM. I told her to call me when she was on the road so I could have an estimate of when she would be able to meet up with Kelsi. I mean she has my passport in hand nothing is stopping her from walking out the door right now. Right?
I go back to the ticketing counter and asked what is the absolute time I could check in. the lady I spoke to told me no later than 1:10PM. Whew, 10 more minutes. I breathe a little but from this point on NOTHING can go wrong. At about 11:59 Jessy calls and says she was on her way. I flash a bit but I hold my peace. For the first time, the thought crosses my mind she is not going to make it. I immediately push it out with an outspoken statement, she HAS to make it. Now I forcing myself to think positive. If God could part the Red Sea, surely he could get my passport here on time to me. I prayed that there would be no traffic or accidents and everything would flow well. NO delays. Then I looked at my watch and pleaded for God to slow time for me like he did for Joshua. I should have asked for God to STOP time, or make the Sun stand still which is what he actually did.
I called Jessi for a progress report and she was just approaching Tracy. Then I got a thought. I said I know that you are driving, but see if you can take a picture of the data page of my passport and text it to me. Be Safe but let me know if you can. NOW, I know someone is going to say, OH no you didn't put that girl's life in danger to do that for you. But sadly I did. I told you this was going to be the real and the raw. I am not going to leave stuff out because it makes me look bad or sound bad. So yes, I did that. Now I know you can't text and drive safely, that whole thought process was wrong on so many levels. My only excuse was this girl was desperate and desperate times calls for desperate measures.
Needless to say a few minutes later my phone chimed with a text message and there it is. I look at it to make sure all the necessary information is on the pic. I blow it up and everything is there and it's readable. I got back to the ticket counter and asked the rep there if they can check me in with the pic of my passport. She looks and says no she needs to scan it. I walk away a bit defeated. I was hoping that they would have been able to do it.
My thought process was...they would see that I had a passport. Check me in on the flight and get my luggage to the airplane. then I could continue to wait for for my passport and run to get on the flight once it got there. But this way I would not miss the check in time. My thought was that would give them more time to get there with the passport since the plane did not actually leave until 1:55 PM. So hearing that she needed my physical passport. I whispered a prayer as I walked back to sit and wait. I asked God to grant me favor. Let the plane have to be delayed allowing them enough time to get here with my passport. I checked in with Jessica again she was entering the Altamont. Now in her defense Jessica was making very good timing. But with a time restraint, I was praying that she would drive faster. I looked at my watch and it was about 12:35 now. For the second time, I thought she isn't going to make it. The drive from that point was still about 20-25 minutes. Once again, I prayed that there be no traffic to slow her down. But once she got to Kelsi, there was still 30 minutes before they would get it to me. I breathed deeply and thought, God let them make it.
Continue to read what happens next...
You are Bound No More.
Pastor Linda Hillman
(c) 2015 LAH Ministries International
Booklinda@gmail.com
Get Your Copy Now
Will You Be Made Whole
In The Meantime
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