My cell phone has miraculously been unlocked so now it can work internationally. The cell phone chip was passed down to me from Andrew, and to him the missionary before that, it goes back many generations. Here’s the scoop on what has gone down with this little phone. I thought I had ruined my chance at having it unlocked due to the fact that I foolishly had punched a whole bunch of numbers in at random not realizing that I only had 5 chances to put the correct one in. I was just being silly and going punch number happy. Then I decided to get serious about unlocking it and ‘called’ in the technical people. They advised me to contact AT&T so I being wise, after being foolish, took their advice. I skyped the 800 number from AT&T and was thoroughly disappointed in myself. They were so nice and helpful. They tried their best to help me but alas they number they gave me could be of no use if the opportunity to put it in my phone was gone . . . I was pouty and grumpy after Skyping AT&T last night. I thought all was hopeless and lost and I could never use my cute little phone outside the states. Then my new friend Giovanni who had been helping me try to get it unlocked took it today and said, “I think I can fix it. I saw something about this on the internet.” So away he went with my phone and not even an hour later he comes back with my phone and say, “ It works fine now.” As calm and collected as could be, he wasn’t even shocked, he just tells me he knew it could be done and that it wasn’t even him it was the internet. Me on the other hand, I was ecstatic. I didn’t think it would work--ever, I was soo doubtful of it ever working. The man at AT&T told me it wouldn’t. I told me it wouldn’t. But Giovanni, he knew what to do, he never doubted! He knew where to go, what source to find the answers. So now I have my little phone with it’s little pictures of my adventures in America and I can call my friends here in Norway for a low price of minutes a kroner. Ahh, it’s nice to know I have cleaver friends who trust their source.
Makes me wonder if I trust my sources, because I too had seen something on the internet about letting the phone sit for awhile before trying again. But I wasn’t even willing to try. I had already given up hope. How many times have I read in the Bible about change and think that perhaps it won’t happen . . .