I expect
to seek God preeminently. First and foremost. Above all else. To be fully
dependent and reliable upon Him. I expect not only to be placed out of my
comfort zone but to live out of my comfort zone. I expect to be
challenged. To be broken. To go through some of the lowest points of my walk to
some of the highest points. I expect to make sacrifices. To be made strong in
my weaknesses. I expect to realize all that I have taken for granted the past
23 years of my existence..especially living here in America. I expect to have a
completely different perspective on life when I return in November ‘09.
to experience traveling out of the country for the first time. I expect to be a
sister to my new family who I will be traveling with for the next 11 months. I
expect to experience things for the first time with a group of believers I will
be meeting for the first time in October at training camp. I expect to learn
new languages. And to experience translators for the first time! I expect to
try a whole bunch of new and different kinds of food.
not only to be humbled but to humble myself before an all powerful
God. I expect to worship God through it all. To stand firm in my faith. I expect to serve. To be compassionate. To give. I
expect to be sanctified. To reveal truth to those who never knew it existed.
I expect
God to continue to shape and mold me, to refine me into the woman He intends
for me to be. I expect to be obedient and out of my obedience be rewarded..even
if it’s not until I get to heaven. I expect to be a light in the darkness. I
expect to make an impact in the lives of others. I expect to laugh, to smile,
to dance, to sing, to cry. To be emotional. To feel pain, joy, happiness. To be
homesick. I expect to grow closer to the one who is always drawn to me, despite
my sin and imperfections.
I expect
to be the salt of the earth. I expect to go through highs and lows. To live
amongst some of the most poor, yet happiest individuals. I expect God to
receive all of the glory from the life He has called me to. I expect to praise
Him through it all and to lean unto Him.
I expect
to be drawn to the holy presence of my father in foreign lands. I expect to
live every day not knowing what I will be doing next. To face the unknown on a
daily basis. To trust an unknown future to a known God. To be flexible. To go
where He calls me when He calls me. To live through obedience.
I expe
ct to hold orphans and children who are malnourished. Children who have never been
held. Children who have been neglected, shunned and shown very little love. To
reach out to those infected with HIV. To be in areas that are deemed “unsafe”
or “unsanitary” according to our American society.
I wanna feed the hungry children
And reach across the farthest land
And tell the broken there is healing
And mercy in the Father`s hands
My hands my feet
My everything
My life, my love
Lord, use me
I wanna set the world on fire
~ Britt Nicole
I expect
to camp out. To live in a tent. To sleep on the ground. Possibly in the dirt.
To give up my nice fluffy comfy bed. My furniture. My home. My favorite foods.
My friends. My family. My town. To leave it all behind to pursue the love of my
life. The one who Has called me His own. The one who formed me and knew me
before I was in the womb. The one who is glorified by my obedience through what
he Has called me to do..to further His kingdom. I expect God to hold the pen and to continue to write His story for me. To write my life story. My love story. Our story. And to continue to perpetually fall in love
with the one who first loved me.
On the day that You called my name
All that I knew changed
I found when I said yes that I’d never be the same
Though the call is hard
You are worth it all
~ Barlow Girl
