expectations

as part of my role as senior counselor at day camp, i am commissioned to write skits for each morning's devotional. i just finished writing one about unmet and exceeded expectations. so today i'm thinking about expectations and how god always seems to challenge mine.
in april, when people asked me what i was excited about this summer, i couldn't give them a reasonable answer. because, honestly, i wasn't excited about very much.
i came to winnipeg expecting to have a so-so summer full of missing community and waiting for the fall. i was ready to be patient for life to start up again in august and simply work in the mean time. i was here to pass the 4 months and to earn enough to enjoy my real life at school. funny how god shakes things up.
since being back in winnipeg, lots of unexpected things have occurred. not all of them good, but all of them stand collectively as a challenge to the way i visioned my summer back in april.
here, i have worked a physical job which i really have enjoyed. it has challenged me to step out of my mennonite box and get to know some strangers. it will be hard to move on from harvest and start at day camp in two weeks.
i have broken a finger and relearned many lessons on adaptation and patience and dependence, not to mention endurance. (apparently finger breaks are nearly as painful as giving birth, so i'm not as worried now for potential future day when i may or may not eject a new life from between my legs)
i have connected with so many amazing people, both old friends and new, who have laughed, walked, philosophized, and gardened with me. these relationships have empowered me and encouraged me to keep searching for my passions and my future.
and finally, i have continued to be inspired by the character of God and the hope that comes with faith. i am learning to let my love and passion for god shine through all my layers.
and now, i'm not sure what to expect.

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  1. GraCeJune 16, 2011 at 7:18 PM

    "EJECT A LIFE FROM BETWEEN MY LEGS" you are hilarious

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