Passport… to a party!
I never knew how big of a deal it was getting my first passport… Sure I understood how, especially since it was shortly after 9/11, the scrutiny you underwent was necessary, but I didn’t understand what could take so long. I waited nearly 4 months to get mine back. Maybe it’s because my photo on it looks like it was taken straight outta the FBI’s Most Wanted, but regardless I got it and now, I am cleared to travel anywhere in the world because of that simple little thing. My Passport is a doorway to the world…
Do you have your passport? If so, how many stamps do you have? (I have 13) What doors have been opened to you because you have one? Gone anywhere noteworthy? Tell me, I really want to know!
Over the next couple weeks I hope you are challenged to look at your life through the context of a passport and see how you’ve invested and where you’ve ventured. Take a look at the passport of your life… its all there, the places you’ve gone and the rights of passages you’ve attained… What does it say??
See you Sunday… (Don’t forget to bring your passport, you may need it once you leave!)