Leaving Home - maybe?

It's one of those on-again, off-again things - yet again!

As many of you know, a while back I applied for migration to Australia, but they refused thanks to not accepting my proof of skills in Afrikaans - the only thing keeping us back.

Well, a guy in my dad's church (with connections!) has taken up my cause and has been lobbying his local government officials to let me in. This morning I had to send him all the correspondence I have with them, and my CV, so he can take things further.

Just when I thought I was all settled in my life here, was getting things going and finally starting to LIVE instead of just survive - yet again there's a chance we may move.

It's scary stuff. And I'm really tired of living in limbo. I've done it for too many years, struggled for too many years, and I know what I'm in for if we move, or if we stay.

I left it in the hands of Him Upstairs a long time ago. It's still there. I'm not going to stress over this - but I have received news that my case is now being handled by another agent, and they're going to take a fresh look at it, to be processed in a few weeks. Whoah...!

I'm not sure if I should ask for prayer on this one, of if there's already a plan in motion one way or the other that prayer won't change. Just keep me in your thoughts, OK?

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