We were asked to write a blog about how we felt before leaving on this
mission trip. Here is what I’m expecting.
It’s probably going to be a stupid trip, where no nothing exciting happens and God doesn’t do anything and I have a terrible time. JUST KIDDING!!! (Making sure you were paying attention 🙂 ).
I’m expecting to become completely undone at some point and really get to the end of relying on myself and become completely broken and desperate for him to come.
I’m expecting to build some of the deepest friendships of my life.
I’m expecting to really work as a team and learn how to appreciate and edify each other.
I’m expecting to see dramatic and amazing miracles.
I’m expecting to become so frustrated and angry at the ground the devil has won, and so overwhelmed with amazement about the work that God is doing around the world.
I’m expecting to really evaluate who I really am and what I’m called to, to come out with a deeper identity in Christ than ever before.
I’m expecting to fall in love with the different cultures of the world, and also likely be really grossed out by some of the customs that we see in places :).
I’m expecting to grow in faith, in grace, in love, and in joy. To mature and become a man of God.
I’m expecting to miss my family and my friends more than ever before and at times to wonder if I even made the right choice.
I’m expecting to get so many stories and interesting things that happen that people will get frustrated for the next few years after this when I keep starting stories with “Oh yeah, one time during world race…”
I’m expecting to become a more thoughtful and a better listener, one who is more patient and won’t rush the Holy Spirit.
I’m expecting to learn about perseverance, about love and self-sacrifice in a deeper manner than ever before.
I’m expecting to have a blast.
