Expectations

I find myself in a state of expectancy. You see at my district camp I expect to find God. I expect to feel His presence. I expect to be changed.

I pondered this expectancy this past week at camp. I love Hastings camp and find it a resting place for my soul in so many ways. This year was the final transition from teen, adult who helps with teens, to reaching a place in the adult world. I struggled with this, finding a place amongst the older and wiser, the richer and poorer, and the married. Some of this might have been distracting but at camp nothing really matters. People are there because they loving being there and because we have all found and met with God there.

Shouldn't I also have that same expectancy anywhere I travel. Should I not look at every area of my life expecting God to talk to me there as well. Does God not reside in me, near me, and with me? Yet there are days when life feels so hard.

The lesson I learned this week is sometimes doing what is required is the hardest thing to do, but yields the greatest reward.

Live close to God this week and Expect great things!