In about 5 months I will say goodbye to life as I have known it and embrace a new life of total abandonment. My life will be placed into a backpack, which unfortunately will not fit my family and friends. I will join a group of strangers and embark on an 11 month pilgrimage around the world in search of a deeper relationship with the one who spoke the world into existence. My expectations for this trip are constantly evolving, but as of today these are a few I would like to share:
I expect to be utterly miserable at times.
I expect to see the wretchedness of this world and question why God would ever allow these things to exist.
I expect to be filled with joy as I see God restoring the world around me.
I expect to be forgotten by some and missed by others.
I expect to build incredible relationships with my fellow racers.
I expect to realize how completely selfish I am.
I expect to be broken and repaired over and over again
I expect to see God fail to provide in the ways I feel as though He should.
I expect to see God provide in ways I could not fathom.
I expect to see Heaven meet Earth
I expect to serve and be served
I expect to love and be loved
I expect my faith to be tested, stretched, bent, but not broken.
I expect to develop the most intimate relationship with God that I have ever known.
