“Jan-neat. Jan-neat Hash-horn. Jan-neat Hash-horn to window 3.”
STAMP. My application is official. The US Embassy in Abuja has certified that I am truly “Jan-neat Hash-horn” here with an application to work in Nigeria as a doctor for the next two years!
First the stamp at the airport, Arrived 8 - Jan - 2015, then the stamp in baggage claim (all three pieces of luggage made it safe), and finally the stamp at the embassy. It’s suddenly all so official! But my favorite stamp didn’t have ink. It came last night when I went to church with Esther who runs the Baptist guest house here in Abuja. Her church had just completed 40 days of fasting and prayer, seeking God’s purpose for 2015. I already knew that God has a purpose for my life, but I think that he added his own stamp of approval to this process at his communion table. It was there that he reminded me that he had stamped me on his heart and on his hands when he chose obedience to the Father in taking the punishment for my sins on the cross. He had stamped his seal upon me years ago when I first accepted that this was true.
“He that hath received his testimony hath set to his seal that God is true.” - John 3:33
Since I’ve been signed, sealed and delivered to Nigeria. I guess it’s time to get going. I’m making the bumpy slow trip by private bus out to Egbe today. Then I’ll have 2 weeks of compound and hospital orientation. Then the real fun begins :)