If the past week has taught me anything, it is that Gods timing is the only timing that means anything. Between visa's, flights, plans and expectations, there are very few things that have gone according to my perceived timing. It seems to have happeneed that way to all of the Grace staff of late. Perhaps the Devil knows exactly where to hit us at this point. Perhaps he thinks if he strikes now, he stops the wonderful and awesome plans of the one true God. I, as usual, have no concise answers...
So, my crazy journey back to Bangladesh started in Sydney airport, where Cathay Pacific were reluctant to let me go due to my Bangladesh visa expiring soon. I guess they were doing the right thing, making sure I wouldn't be deported from Bangladesh at their costs. It didn't seem to matter how much I explained how Bangladesh operates, they didn't want me getting on that plane! Eventually, they let me sign some forms and they let me onto the plane... Then, mid-air to Hong Kong, one of the flight attendants comes and talks to me about it all again, making sure I understood that if anything happened, it was my problem not theirs. Hong Kong airport was a drama all its' own. My flight from their to Dhaka was scheduled to leave at 18:05. By 7.45 they still hadn't posted what gate the flight was laving from! As I was boarding, I was tackled with visa questions again!! Once on the flight, all was well, thank goodness! Dhaka airport, oh dhaka airport! They took my passport away for a little while after telling me 'Ok, Madam' when I told them I was about to reapply for my visa. Luckily, they brought the passport back and then let me into the country!!!! AMEN!
Now that I am back and settling into things, I've been provided with yet more evidence that Bangladesh, like God, works on it's own timetable... The difference between the two, however, is that when God promises something, it happens!!!!!
Til the next instalment,
K xx
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Saturday, July 31, 2010
Leave it to... someone else!
If the past week has taught me anything, it is that Gods timing is the only timing that means anything. Between visa's, flights, plans and expectations, there are very few things that have gone according to my perceived timing. It seems to have happeneed that way to all of the Grace staff of late. Perhaps the Devil knows exactly where to hit us at this point. Perhaps he thinks if he strikes now, he stops the wonderful and awesome plans of the one true God. I, as usual, have no concise answers...
So, my crazy journey back to Bangladesh started in Sydney airport, where Cathay Pacific were reluctant to let me go due to my Bangladesh visa expiring soon. I guess they were doing the right thing, making sure I wouldn't be deported from Bangladesh at their costs. It didn't seem to matter how much I explained how Bangladesh operates, they didn't want me getting on that plane! Eventually, they let me sign some forms and they let me onto the plane... Then, mid-air to Hong Kong, one of the flight attendants comes and talks to me about it all again, making sure I understood that if anything happened, it was my problem not theirs. Hong Kong airport was a drama all its' own. My flight from their to Dhaka was scheduled to leave at 18:05. By 7.45 they still hadn't posted what gate the flight was laving from! As I was boarding, I was tackled with visa questions again!! Once on the flight, all was well, thank goodness! Dhaka airport, oh dhaka airport! They took my passport away for a little while after telling me 'Ok, Madam' when I told them I was about to reapply for my visa. Luckily, they brought the passport back and then let me into the country!!!! AMEN!
Now that I am back and settling into things, I've been provided with yet more evidence that Bangladesh, like God, works on it's own timetable... The difference between the two, however, is that when God promises something, it happens!!!!!
Til the next instalment,
K xx
So, my crazy journey back to Bangladesh started in Sydney airport, where Cathay Pacific were reluctant to let me go due to my Bangladesh visa expiring soon. I guess they were doing the right thing, making sure I wouldn't be deported from Bangladesh at their costs. It didn't seem to matter how much I explained how Bangladesh operates, they didn't want me getting on that plane! Eventually, they let me sign some forms and they let me onto the plane... Then, mid-air to Hong Kong, one of the flight attendants comes and talks to me about it all again, making sure I understood that if anything happened, it was my problem not theirs. Hong Kong airport was a drama all its' own. My flight from their to Dhaka was scheduled to leave at 18:05. By 7.45 they still hadn't posted what gate the flight was laving from! As I was boarding, I was tackled with visa questions again!! Once on the flight, all was well, thank goodness! Dhaka airport, oh dhaka airport! They took my passport away for a little while after telling me 'Ok, Madam' when I told them I was about to reapply for my visa. Luckily, they brought the passport back and then let me into the country!!!! AMEN!
Now that I am back and settling into things, I've been provided with yet more evidence that Bangladesh, like God, works on it's own timetable... The difference between the two, however, is that when God promises something, it happens!!!!!
Til the next instalment,
K xx
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