It still seems surreal that I am preparing to go on this life changing trip. It's only just sinking in that for a year I will be traveling the world while living out of a backpack, and spending my days reaching out to those in need. I know that this trip will push me to my limits, and show me how little I can rely on myself. My own ideas of personal space and personal time will be thrown out the window. My body will be given the task of learning to cope with a large variety of new foods, sleep habits, and climate changes. While I do not know exactly what I have gotten myself into, I cannot wait to see what happens. I can barely begin to imagine the people we will encounter and the different ways we will get to minister to them. I know my heart will break in many pieces as I encounter these broken and hurting peoples. But I hope that through my brokenness, I am able to reach out and show them the love and hope that Jesus has to offer. He is the difference, and is the one who will be working through our team as we travel. He is the one that knows how our year will go and who we will be ministering to. It is in His hands, and cannot wait to see how it plays out!
