Got to JFK, got both my bags. Went to the American Airlines transit desk (as was suggested by the check-in agent at Heathrow) and asked them to send them to Air Jamaica. Well somewhere between Terminal 8 at the transit desk at Terminal 4 at the Air Jamaica check-in desk, my bags disappeared! Even though, the facety check-in agent at JFK declare seh she nah check mi in unless she know the weight of the bags. Somet'ing mi nevah know, but she declare mi mus' know! Anyhow, she eventually got the information she wanted and she gave my seat number.
Being Air Jamaica, of course it was delayed. I think its new slogan should be 'plummeting from new heights' but I guess that wouldn't fit the chirpy jingle that annoys when I get on the plane. Arrived in Kingston, the immigration lined had reached outside the immigration hall and was by the departure lounge! So that was over an hour, and it was every man fi himself. The security people just stare pon us so like them fool-fool. When to claim my bags, and just saw a pile of bags that the baggage handlers had taken off the carousel and placed on the floor. I searched through them, as best as I could, but it was just chaos. I couldn't find my bags. Waited there for over an hour and didn't see my bags. One of the baggage handlers guys said that no more bags from my flight were coming. So I had to join the ever increasing line at baggage services. For the all the years I've been travelling I never once have to join this line. And once again, the security people just look pon us fool-fool and it was every man for himself.
So the guy at the baggage services desk said that my bag should arrive in a day or 2. And that definitely, it should arrive by Christmas! Comforting huh? Anyhow, I just wanted to get my claims receipt, go home, have a shower and go to bed. I'd been up for over 20 hours, with less than 3 hrs sleep.
Anyhow, when I got home, I had this amazing peace about my bags. I was annoyed that Air Jamaica decided not to pack my allowed two pieces of luggage and pack other people's excess luggage. But I knew that God is in control and He would take care of things. Well, when 3 days came and Air Jamaica could not find anything - there was no record of my bags on their system. I admit, I was getting concerned. And I was sharing with my friend Kris that it is like you've lost a child and you just want to know where it is! My mom was praying, my boyfriend Chris was praying, Kris was praying. I was also praying, but sometimes the situation overwhelms you so much that you can't even focus properly on prayer.
But on Monday (the 18th) I found out that one of the bags was in a warehouse in JFK airport. By the evening of the 18th it was in Jamaica! I bounced down the stairs and told my mom. But I still couldn't find one bag. So I decided to go down to baggage centre to collect the bag that I knew was there and do a physical check for the one that was not on the system. Waiting and waiting at the baggage centre, then when they called my number - the attendants carried out both my bags! I wanted to hug the lady so much. And I just smiled and thank God for His grace and His mercy in the situation. Nothing in my bag was missing! All my family's Christmas presents were there! And even before this, God had restored my joy and said to me that I had persevered and done all that I could possibly do and now I needed to leave the rest to Him. And I did. Tears of joy and relief just flowed from my eyes and I just praised God in tongues, because this is a miracle. For 4 days my bags were lost, no one knew where there were - but God knew. And He kept watch over them and returned them to me. And this is one test that has lead to an amazing testimony!
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