Penniless First Trip to America

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The sky was bright and the clouds were floating like white cotton balls in the air. The sun was up in the horizon as the chopper we were on was on its way to the oil pipeline project offshore of New Orleans. It was morning of February 1998.

“I am in America!” , I said to myself.  Thank God, it was a very beautiful sunny day!

It was the best time to converse with the Lord on my mind during the trip. I was grateful but gently  asked Him why He had allowed my pocket money to be lost in Amsterdam Schipols airport during transit. It was all the money I’ve got.

In my heart He said, “ It’s okay! You have nothing  in your pocket yet  you have entered America !”

It has become possible then to travel without money after all!

Isaiah 55. “Hey there! All who are thirsty, come to the water!
Are you penniless? Come anyway—buy and eat!……”

“…..I’m making a lasting covenant commitment with you,
the same that I made with David: sure, solid, enduring love.”

File photo: On board Castoro 12 during the Kashagan Project in 2011. The actual shot during 1998 helicopter flight in New Orleans is not available.