My Very Own PR* Person

Yep. Join with my joy in celebrating having my very own Permanent Resident gal as from yesterday afternoon!
Yesterday Eden received an unexpected visitor, mr courier man, returning her passport safely from NZ Immigration's office in Manukau City where it had been living since December last year. Included within was a permanent resident visa stuck snuggley to an inside page. Woohoo!
Now we have no worries about the mother of my children gaining re-entry upon returning from where-so-ever the Lord may take us outside of NZ in His service.
After we married in 2010 this was one of the key things we hoped to achieve as quickly as possible in view of our ongoing interest in serving in some kind of overseas mission role. Praise God it's gone about as quickly as is possible. Given the other things that still need to line up in regard to future mission work Eden's PR visa wasn't holding us back or causing any kind of concern. Still; super to have it in the bag. Thank You Abba!

*I must confess that the PR headline is a tad misleading given it usually stands for "public relations". Truth is that my public standing has never been better since my wife has been around to smooth the relational waters I stir up. Her wise counsel quickly calms many of Andrew's internal storms if he will but stop rowing around in circles and listen :)