The Cost of an ¨H¨
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five copies of our marriage certificates lay useless at the bottom of my
closet. The one letter they´d failed to add to my name demanded attention and
made the documents invalid. Aulo phoned the little
town where our certificates could be fixed, which resulted in the assurance
that the fixed certificates would be in our hands the next week. After wiring
money to the man in charge, I was able to put that problem on the back burner. But
the day we expected the documents in the mail, my calmness of heart was
shattered. Aulo informed me, after yet another phone call, that the man who was
supposed to mail it had actually passed away unexpectedly.
I stared at him in disbelief, ¨How did it happen?¨
Aulo relayed, ¨He had developed pneumonia and was unable to mail the
documents.¨
I was stunned, and was jerked back to the fact that life is short and
fragile. Aulo and I lifted up the man´s family in prayer- that their hearts
would turn to the Lord because of this shocking turn of events.
So now we´re back to square one. The main hindrance now is the time it
takes to pass the authority off to another guy who will then redo and sign our
documents. In Peru that could be one month or four…it´s a hit and miss. An
official letter they sent, indicating the errors on the certificate, provides a
sliver of hope for this process.
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