I expect to be changed. I tried to think of jazzier ways of saying it, but why bother. It’s what I expect. I expect to come back different. Ideally changed for the better, that I will be a better steward of all that God has blessed me with. That my heart will be broken for him. I expect to, in becoming more aware, become a better human. A better and more aware participant in this world. That I can influence the world in which I live, and that I can make a difference. I expect to see things I have never dreamed of. I expect to develop a greater appreciation for who God is, that he sees the brokenness, the hurt, the hunger and doesn’t become apathetic. I expect to experience God in a way I never have before. I expect to make life-long friends, not just within my squad but across the world, throughout the nations, and within the body of Christ.
