I expect to grow in God, in my relationship with God, and in maturity to new heights in which I did not even know could be reached.  I expect to be very excited and scared, happy and sad, adventurous and nervous, assured and worried.  I expect to cry both tears of joy and tears of sadness, hurt, and helplessness.  I am going to feel lost at times and have no idea what I got myself into, but I also expect to find out just what indeed I got myself into.  I know that I am going to miss my family and friends, but I am going to fall in love with my Heavenly Father all over again and know that He is truly the only family I'll ever need.  I expect to rely on God for His strength and His courage and His faithfulness because I also expect that at one time or another I will be lacking each of these.  I expect to build great, new relationships with my teammates that I may never be able to explain or describe to anyone else who isn't going on this trip.  I expect to be challenged by God, my team, my leaders, myself, the locals, our surroundings, and our situations.  I expect that this is going to be hard at times, but also to be something I will never regret doing.

Just writing about my expectations is getting me so fired up for this trip.  I cannot wait to experience all that I am expecting. =)

In His Hands,