Hope: to cherish a desire with anticipation.
Hopes and expectations go hand in hand.
I hope to come home with less than I started (if that's possible).
I hope to put everything on the table and leave nothing behind.
I hope to take advantage of this unique season and soak it in.
I hope that my relationships with friends and family in the U.S. will be grown and strengthened by this process.
I hope to learn how to live out of a single bag well and quickly.
I hope to be a flexible and happy traveler.
I hope that I will be fully funded by launch (don't you want to help make that happen?!).
I hope to see people differently.
I hope that I will choose bravery in the face of any fear.
I hope that I will be worthy of the name of Jesus.
I hope that I will be faithful to any donors in this process and make them proud to be a part of this journey.
I sure hope that I love sleeping in a tent.
I hope that I never see any scary critters in bed with me (then you will most assuredly not see me choose bravery).
I hope to learn how to love when I'm tired and at the end of my rope.
I hope to offer grace to myself and others when we fail.
I hope that people will continue to amuse me by reading my blog. (Thank you even now for those of you who are already displaying such faithfulness.)
I hope to be spiritually refreshed.
I hope to come home absolutely, physically exhausted.
And I can't wait.
Romans 5:3-5
