So I went into the visa place December 4th. Told them about my desire to live on kibbutz' and independent farms, showed them my return flight in May and without asking any questions the woman behind the counter renewed my visa until June. It was strange to me how easy it was with how difficult everyone, and I mean EVERYONE was preparing me for.
It was also pretty sweet that I felt the Lord prompt me toward the lady behind the counter whom I was not originally in line for. Who knows what would have happened if I had stayed where I was.
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