Monday, June 18, 2007

From US Customs

I just got in from Cancun. It's beautiful, really. I never knew water could be so blue. My coworker took my camera to take my picture with it, and I think I'm just standing there pointing with my mouth agape, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The water was so blue!

Okay, enough about the blue water.

I was very alert during the immigration procedures. I didn't want to cause any bad blood between the two countries. Apparently, in Mexico, whether you have your stuff inspected as you enter is nothing less than a game of roulette. You push a button on a pole that has two lights, similar to a traffic crossing light. I got a green light that said "PASE". So I didn't get searched. I walked away dumbfounded... "was that immigration and customs, or a casino game???"

On the way back, I was just as cautious to list everything I was bringing back. As I had my passport stamped upon reentry, I walked away to the words, "Welcome Home". It struck me with a sweetness that I cannot describe, nor can I recreate. How much of a shadow was that sweetness of the sweetness to come. As I read Pilgrim's Progress, I am absorbing the allegory of many of the things that I have faced, and am still facing. The book has really caused me to quicken my pace and my attitude about some things that are indeed sinful, and to turn from them asking for forgiveness. We are foreigners on this earth, and we are headed Home. Where are we making ourselves comfortable here? Where are we staking claims? No, this is not our home, and we must hold back from adopting worldly patterns, because one day we will leave this all behind. One day we will hear those precious words that will put an end to all of our sorrow and sadness...

"Welcome Home"

7 Comments:

At 7:33 AM, Blogger Even So... said...

And it isn't a roulette game...

 
At 9:24 AM, Blogger Marcian said...

No, there was no wheel spinning, no little ball, just a traffic button and two lights. But the "game of chance" feeling couldn't be easily shaken...

 
At 9:33 AM, Blogger Marcian said...

Or actually, do you mean that this was God Who did this and not chance? With that, I perfectly agree. I was focusing on the "professionalism" of it all and trying to find something as "unprofessional" as possible to compare it to.

Perhaps instead at that time I ought to have been more focused on the God Who was in charge of that moment?

 
At 10:33 AM, Blogger donsands said...

"One day we will hear those precious words that will put an end to all of our sorrow and sadness...

"Welcome Home""

Amen. And on top of that the Lord will say, "Well done, my faithful servant".
Although it's all by His grace, the Lord will commend His own.
That truth is beyond belief.

 
At 1:41 PM, Blogger Chris said...

The Mexican immigration system is my favorite game. I always win.

 
At 2:12 PM, Blogger Even So... said...

I was saying God's "welcome home" is not a chance thing, like the immingration stuff seems to be...

 
At 9:01 PM, Blogger carla said...

I like that analogy. :)

 

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