How much of my life was made possible by a passport – my husband’s! In those days, it was not easy to obtain a passport for a young man who had just got out of the British merchant marines. Oh, I guess it was not hard for some, but for Sammy? He had diligently helped his family with his wages. Therefore when he applied the first time, he was turned down because of a lack of funds. He went back to sign on a ship again and made enough to get his passport. Something he still treasures, and it has a warm place in my heart too.
I guess in the intervening years, I have had enough money to obtain a passport if I had wanted to. Just never had a yen to go beyond America’s boundaries. I did go to Old Mexico one time when I was about sixteen, but didn’t need a passport to spend the day in Matamoris. I did go in by car; I didn’t climb a fence or swim a river!
Now a passport to Heaven! That’s what I desire. They are expensive, but readily available to anyone who wants to go because the price has been paid and the invitation has been made. John 3:16 explains the process.
Cheri Lucas Rowlands | March 31, 2017 at 8:00 am | Tags: daily prompts, inspiration, Post Ideas, writing | URL: http://wp.me/p23sd-13Mm
Sweet aroma 
Love this post!
Thank you very much. I appreciate your comments. The blogger’s food, huh?
Yes it is!
Classy post, Oneta! I’m getting ready to journey outside this continent for the first time in September if I don’t chicken out before then!!!
Classy, huh? Don’t read today’s (Saturday)! I say stop while I hold that record! 😀 I’m not sure when I’m going to Europe. I’m waiting for the bridge!
Well I hope that St. Peter isn’t waiting in customs….
Oh, man! St. Peter, huh? I was hoping for Jesus. He’s the one who sent my ticket. I don’t think a lesser one can qualify me! 😀
Thank you for the reminder. I have a concordance which indeed likens our entrance to heaven to a passport won for us by Christ’s atoning death and resurrection. It adds…. the Seal on this is God the Holy Spirit the One who always points us to Christ as our eternal destiny. St Peter may be at the gate but Jesus’ is the welcoming arms. Blessings to you and yours.
Thanks for adding to the Passport analogy – yes, the Holy Spirit is the Seal. Thanks, Faye.