Passports

Back in 1997, I had the feeling that I needed to go back to school.  I didn’t know why, but I just knew that I had to get my degree.  I did, and I was blessed because of it.  Not right away, but I was blessed.

Well, for the last 1 1/2 years, I have had a feeling that I needed to get passports for my family.  I don’t know why, but I have had an intense feeling that I needed to get them. 

So when our trip to California came up, I used that as an excuse to get them.  I could roll it into the cost of the vacation, so I bit the bullet and got them.  I cannot believe how much money it cost, and the paperwork and time.  And the pictures.  Seriously! 

If we don’t use them, I’m okay with that.  But now, if something were to happen, we have them.  They are paid for and we wouldn’t have to wait.  And it’s much easier to renew them.  Plus, The Teenager’s passport is good for 10 years, so if he goes foreign on his mission, that is one less thing we will have to worry about. 

Sometimes you don’t question why you are prompted to do things.  You just do them and wait to understand why.  So I wait.