And the hits just keep on comin’. . .

Kayla and the kids have been back in Arequipa for almost two weeks now and there’s no progress to speak of.  The first week back Arequipa was on strike.  No public transportation, lot’s of closed businesses, and as such, no way for Kayla to get the death certificate the magistrate has requested.

As we all know this past weekend ushered in the month of February.  For many of us that also brings the excitement of the Super Bowl.  For Kayla and I it welcomed the news that during the month of February all Judges in Peru are on vacation, save one, who handles every case from every sitting judge.  Looks like the chances of us getting the papers we need have fallen considerably.

Kayla’s parents returned from Argentina this morning, along with our lawyer and his wife.  As they were driving from Tacna to Arequipa, my lawyer at the wheel, they had a blowout and rather than coasting to a stop my lawyer decided to hit the brakes.  The frightening result was the truck rolling and landing on its roof.  People in the area came running and righted the truck so everyone could get out.  Somehow no one was injured.  I’m waiting to see the pictures my father-in-law took while our attorney spoke with police about the accident. 

You ever wonder why our plates are filled the way they are, why we’re challenged they way we are?  I quit wondering.  I figure, if I can handle it God’s gonna give it to me, and if God gives it to me that’s all I really need to know. 

I’ve come to expect that whatever situation I’m in will work itself out on God’s schedule, not mine.  As long as I’m willing to work through it I can count on positive results. 

It’s tough not to be impatient, not to have answers, not to know the when’s, where’s, and how’s.  Life is tough, but not facing reality will make it even tougher.  Despite all the hard times my family is facing right now the reality is this- God has blessed us with more than most will ever hope for, than many will ever realize, and than any of us deserve.