What to expect when you’re expecting… wait, what?

Expectations.

Expectations.

I’ve read countless blogs about dropping my expectations concerning the World Race. If only it were that easy. Actually, it probably is that easy. Or maybe it’s not. I guess the only real way to get rid of my expectations is to lessen my grip on them, and let my Papa have them. Remold them. Rewrite them. Eliminate them. 
 
I guess in order for that to happen, I have to face my expectations. I have to realize what they are, so I can learn how to lose them. I have a feeling it’s going to be a messy process, but honestly, mess only makes the final outcome all the more beautiful.

Expectations:

I expect to be really uncomfortable. I expect uncomfortable transportation, uncomfortable beds, uncomfortable showers, toilets, and body odors. I expect uncomfortable foods, tastes, and sounds. I expect to be uncomfortably tired and sick. I expect uncomfortable interaction and I expect the necessity of being uncomfortably real with my team. I expect to be homesick, but I expect to also gain a new sense of home within this new community of people I will be living with for the next 11 months. I expect hope beyond hope that we will truly become family. I expect lots of laughter and lots of tears. I even expect a few possible outbursts and uncomfortable fights. I expect to both love and hate this whole concept of living in community. I expect lots of sweet hugs from the dirty arms and precious kisses for the messy faces of precious babies and not-babies-anymore in Asia, Africa, and Europe. I expect to face the uncomfortable cruelty of a normal world, and the harshness of reality for many people. I expect to feel heartbreak and I expect to feel overwhelming love. I expect to be a farmer with my fellow V Squad; tossing seed everywhere we go. I expect to see God move in me, my team, and in every single person we interact with. My God is big, and he flows freely. I EXPECT to see men, women, and children come to know who their loving Father is. And I expect to walk in boldness down this new and terrifying and exciting path that God has laid before me. It’s a scary thing, but I know my Father will be walking beside me as we go out together to share the story of a great and mighty Love.   

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