I was reminded this past week of how much I have bought into the worldly attitude of self-sufficiency—“I can do it myself and don’t need God’s help!”
I was applying for a visa to Russia for my upcoming trip in April. I filled out the application form and placed it, my passport, and necessary funds in an envelope. I took it all to the Post Office on Tuesday (in the rain & on crutches). I mailed it to the travel agent using Express Mail Priority, and it was guaranteed to arrive by 3PM on Wednesday. Having done this so many times before, it was routine and I thought nothing more about it.
On Thursday, it dawned on me to use the tracking number to make sure it arrived safely. I discovered there was an alert on the account. The carrier attempted delivery on Wednesday but there was no one present at the travel agent to receive it. It would go out the next delivery day (Thursday). I checked later Thursday night and saw the same alert. Delivery was attempted a second time, but again, no one was present to receive it.
In a partial panic, I started making phone calls Friday morning. I called the travel agent to check on their office hours. I was assured someone was in the office from 10AM – 5:00PM each day and nothing was delivered on either day. I spoke with supervisors at two different Post Offices and was assured the carriers were telling the truth about the attempted delivery.
With nowhere else to turn, I sent a note to a few friends asking them to pray that the documents would be found and delivered. Within 30 minutes, the travel agent phoned to say the documents arrived and the application would be processed.
Why did I wait so long to pray? Why did I assume this was so routine it didn’t require divine intervention? Why am I still so self-sufficient, trying to manage life and crises in my own power?
I repent of my self-sufficiency.