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:


About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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9 Responses to PASSPORT

  1. calensariel says:

    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!!! o_O

    • oneta hayes says:

      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!

  2. Bernadette says:

    Well I hope that St. Peter isn’t waiting in customs….

  3. Faye says:

    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.

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