I expect everything I have ever known to be turned
completely inside out and upside down. I know that I will be stretched beyond
anything I thought I could ever handle. I expect to be put in situations outside
of my comfort level and then get over myself. I expect to cry, a lot.
In this book I’m reading called. Rees Howells Intercessor, Mr. Howells said “…according to 1 John
4:20,…you don’t love the Savior one bit more than you love the least one He
died for.” That statement punched me in the face with the reality that I am so
far from loving the way Jesus does. I so greatly desire to love people and see
them the way the Creator does. I expect my pride to be totally thrown out the window
to make room for that kind of love.
I expect to impact the heavens and the earth. That where our
team goes, the earth would be shaken and lives would be changed just by being
around us because we walk in the authority of Christ. I expect real-life
radical conversions and I expect to see real miracles, the way Jesus said they
would happen (John 14:12). I expect to fall in love with my teammates. I expect
to be ridiculed and I expect to feel stupid but I expect and hope that I will
be so filled with boldness and a new sense of confidence. I expect to build lifelong
relationships with the people of the nations we will be immersed into. I pray
that even my friends and family and people that remain in the States while I’m
gone will read my journey and would be impacted by it.
There are so many other things to expect, I don’t even know
how to begin to imagine those things. My prayer every day is for God to just
completely blow me away. I know that He will, especially during this trip.
There is no limit to God. Big, big things are coming.
