So here is the news:
Two weeks ago we got the approval to look up flights and start preparing to go. This was very exciting but also raised some problems. We needed to get our vaccines before our current insurance ran out on Friday. My sister went to South America last year and when she was searching for all the shots she found it cost $150-$500 a person. So we called in our order and asked when we could get our shots. They said they would be ready for us in a few weeks. We were sad that our insurance would not cover this costly necessity but we looked on the bright side. The Lord had provided for us this far in amazing ways so we trusted in his ability to provide for us again.

A week later, and a day before our insurance was out, the doctors office called back and said that they had our orders in. We were excited and asked if we could come and pick them up the next day. They said that they would not be open tomorrow and they closed at 5:15 pm this evening. I looked at my watch. It was 2:55 in Central Oregon. The place to get our shots was two hours away in Salem and Leslie had just started a workout video. I interrupted the singlet clad yoga instructor and explained the situation to Leslie. She asked if I thought we could make it over the pass in time and I said that if we could leave in less then 5 minutes (a miracle for any Adams), there wasn't much traffic on the pass and rush hour was late, we might make it. With a smile of adventure, she said, "Let's go for it!"

I sped...for about three miles. After that we got stuck between no less then three different cars going 45 MPH! I started to freak out. Leslie just prayed for me and her safety as I tried to pass the cars.

At 5:08 we reached Salem.

5:11 the front door. Past the front desk and to the back of the building to the Nurse Treatment center.

5:12 We reached the station for the shots and were directed back to the front desk.

5:13 Margie said, "Yes, deary I can make that appointment for you. Take this number and just sit right over there."

We had made it. By the grace of God and the protection of his angels we made it.
The nurse called our names and met us with 8 needles and a morbid sense of humor.
"Who is the first pin cushion? Oh honey I am only joking; I say that to every one. Now stop hiding behind your wife and come over here."

With Leslie's help I came out from under her coat and sat down on a stool.
2 yelps and one tear later we walked out of the doctor's office pumped full of a weakened form of every major virus, bacteria, plague and infection known to man. All this for only $40 (can we say Provision).

We then began the two hour trip back home and started to cogitate on what we had learned this afternoon like the cardigan shedding points to ponder Mr. Rogers always has at the end of his adventures.

Leslie learned that even grown men hide, needles still hurt and praying when I drive, just might save your life. I learned that planing these things out might actually help my overall stress level and pick up lines that start with "Kiss me I have Typhoid" don't get me very far with my wife.

All in all it is just another testament to both God' character and his desire for us to go over seas. His Love is eternal, his knowledge complete and his strength stalwart.

God Bless

Mateo and Leslie