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Uh oh…

United States PassportEver have an “uh oh” moment? Of course you have. I don’t think it is possible to live this life without an occasional “uh oh.” Well, I had a potentially huge “uh oh” moment this past week. May I share? Why thank you.

I spent this past Tuesday (August 23) at Disneyland with my mom. We were having a great day; we always have a great time at the Happiest Place on Earth. While we were enjoying linner (late lunch, early dinner) around 4pm, my mom asked if I had checked in for my flight. Oh crap. No, and I was now 3.5 hours late and for Southwest flights that can mean the difference between A group, B group and possibly C group. I pull out my phone and start the check-in procedure. While looking for my confirmation code it hits me that my flight home is booked under Richardson (my maiden name) and not Sharrar. This is not good because I have NOTHING with me that identifies me as Richardson. I have made the full Sharrar conversion with one exception… my passport. But as I am sure you have figured out, my passport is in a safe place in Utah.

I immediately call my husband at 4:08pm which is 5:08pm in Utah. Thankfully he picks up the phone. I catch him before he leaves for an event downtown. He races home, finds my passport, gets to FedEx, and overnights my passport for delivery by 10:30am the next morning. My flight is at 12:30pm out of LAX – it will be just enough time. Oh, did I mention that he needed to get home and get to FedEx by 5:45pm to get the overnight service? I got the text confirming everything at 5:40pm. Talk about cutting it close!

Many would think I just got lucky, that all my stars aligned. I don’t think it has anything to do with luck. It has everything to do with God seeing and caring about the littlest of details. I believe God, rather the Holy Spirit, nudged my mom to ask about checking in and that nudge came at just the right time for me to catch Ken. Had she brought it up any later, I would have been spending an additional day in California. Ken never would have made it home in time and to FedEx to send my passport. I am convinced that God cares about EVERY aspect of our lives, no matter how great or small we perceive something to be.

Now Megan, why was your flight home under Richardson in the first place? Good question! I was able to book my flight home with the remainder of my Southwest points under my Richardson profile. I wasn’t about to waste those points… but I should have also marked my calendar with a note to pack my passport! Thankfully, that account is now empty and I will be Mrs. Sharrar flying forward (except my trip to Baltimore in September is under Richardson but I already have that one burned into my memory to travel with my passport).

One other outcome of my “uh oh”, I can no longer tease my husband about forgetting things when he flies. At least he can still fly with the stuff he forgets! I have a feeling the passport incident will come up every now and then, and rightly so.

#UhOh
#Passport
#NoSuchThingAsLuck
#GodsInTheDetails

2 thoughts on “Uh oh…

  1. Yes, God does care about every aspect of our lives. I have a similar travel/airport/story involving something on Harbor Blvd! My wife and I were visiting back in California last year for the first time in over a decade. Stopped into an El Pollo Loco (nothing like it in Ohio!) on Harbor Blvd. in Costa Mesa around 7pm for dinner. Ate, and left. A little over 2 hours later, she’s getting ready for bed and her lips are chapped. Goes to get her Chapstick from her purse… No purse. Everything (including her ID needed to fly home), credit card, phone, and money was in there. She realizes that she sat on the long bench seat, put her purse on her right side, and then slide out from behind the table on her left. Serious panic ensues (from both of us). It’s 9:40, we call them, no answer. They close at 10. I get there at like 9:50, go in, and I still can’t believe it… someone had seen the purse and given it to the manager. Everything was in there. Nothing was missing. If her lips had been chapped 10 minutes later, we would have a totally panicked sleepless night, waiting for El Pollo Loco to open in the morning. God can even use chapped lips to protect us. 🙂

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    1. That is an awesome story Josh. Praise the Lord for chapped lips! It is so important for Christians, for us, to always see God’s hand in all situations and not see our own hands, our own power. We only have what we have because of His incredible grace, mercy and love. Thank you so much for reading my story and for sharing yours.

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