“Wow… 11 countries! 11 months! Jennie this trip will change you!” said my friend.
My mind shallowly thinking…
[Humm, change me? Why? Do I need to be changed? How so? …I am really that bad, that I need to be changed?]
[Humm, change me? Why? Do I need to be changed? How so? …I am really that bad, that I need to be changed?]
Then I come to my senses and speak, “Yeah, it will and I honestly don’t know what to expect.”
Well, I am so happy for you! Good luck! (Friend)
Thanks Man! (Me)
My mind rolling again this time deeper…
[Wow, I agree this trip will change me…, but I know it is My Hope who will change me. He will use this trip to change me.]
[Wow, I agree this trip will change me…, but I know it is My Hope who will change me. He will use this trip to change me.]
Credit where credit is due, He is the one changing me now. It is truly a tough process . All my flaws (unconscious and conscious) are surfacing like a broken garbage disposal…Yuck! Nothing, but junk and water.
Although, the mind-boggling thing is that, as I confront the side of me that I try so hard to hide, a feeling of release comes over me. I am then filled with joy and excitement… just by knowing that I am free from the hold of perfection. As I let go, I am empowered with new courage and strength.
Yeah! It is just perfect 😉
