Expectations

Ewa asked me today, "so what are your expecations for when you go back?"

I'm expecting this time to be a time of transition. I'll be getting use to being in the states. That in itself is sometimes one of the hardest things. I expect that I'll have time to heal--to seek it and to accept it and to learn what it looks like to live in it. I expect that this time would be a time to look for a PT school program and to visit a couple of campuses and to prepare for it with prereqs. I expect it to end in December and that I'll be prepared for whatever should come after it.

I'm afraid because i fear that I won't find community. I'm praying desperately for it. God in his wisdom has been giving me examples of what the difference is when I walk in community and when I try to walk on my own.

I'm praying that I'll honestly be able to accept grace and to give it. To accept that I can't do everything on my own. To remember from where I came and not return. And to remember the one who brought me out--the one who hears me.

For now, I'm surround by people who are giving me their undivided attention. Ewa's even shedding some blood for me tonight. Seriously god's surrounded me by people who love me. And he's teaching me to accept that love instead of turning it down all the time. I'm so humbled.

See you on the flip side. Of the globe.

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