Germany Day One - It's all part of the adventure

Yesterday I flew to Berlin after spending a really great week in Brussels at the YWAM base where I did my DTS. I took a train from Berlin to Dresden and then another from Dresden to Lobau. It went surprisingly well - seeing as I don't speak German and I didn't have a working cell phone or wifi. I missed one train but managed to get to my final destination though!!

All of that to say, I had no way to get a hold of the base here in Herrnhut, and they didn't actually know when I was coming because my original flight had been cancelled due to a pilots' strike. So as the train was pulling into the station, I was praying, "Jesus, please let there be some YWAMers here..." I didn't really know where to go, so I followed some people around. But there wasn't anyone holding a sign or waving emphatically at me... I was about to go sit on the sidewalk and wait when I saw a van with YWAM Herrnhut written on the side. They all looked a little surprised as I walked up to them because they weren't expecting to pick me up. The van was already almost full and they were picking up 2 other people, but they decided they could just squeeze me in. As they were putting my bags into the van, I realized something pretty terrible... I didn't have my purse.

Not having my purse meant that I no longer had my passport or the money for my school. And it was just laying on a seat on the train in plain sight for anyone to grab.

I stood there for a moment, kind of freaking out just a little, but then I started laughing. One of the guys, Dennis, started to looking for the phone number for the train company, and another girl ran around the station looking for someone who could help us. Dennis finally talked to someone who could contact the train I was on, but she had to contact them and then call us back later. Then four of us started praying. We prayed that God would make it invisible to everyone except for the person who would be looking for it. I can honestly say that I wasn't actually really worried after the first initial realization. God gave me a huge sense of peace. I am just so thankful that Jesus is bigger than my stupidity and forgetfulness.

15 minutes later we got a phone call from the lady at the train company. They had found my wallet with ALL OF THE MONEY AND MY PASSPORT STILL IN IT!!! Let's just say there was lots of screaming and "THANK YOU JESUS"s and jumping up and down going on. It was crazy. The only thing was that we would have to do was drive that night to another village about 20 minutes away to pick it up or they would turn it over to the police. But by this time the other two people had come, and the van was stuffed. Three of them decided to go to the base by bus, and then 5 of us went to find my passport. 

When we got to the other station, I just had to sign a paper, and then I got all of my things back!! It was a crazy day to say the least. Yesterday afternoon, I was wondering how in the world I was going to register for the school or pay for it because all of my information was in my wallet. Today, I was able to register with my passport and fully pay for the lecture phase of my school. Come on!

It's all part of the adventure, right? All I can say is, "Thank you, Jesus." Our God answers prayers and always provides for us - even when we're forgetful.