
Proverbs 23:17,18
....but be thou in the fear of the Lord all the day long......and thine expectation shall not be cut off.
I think I'm a fairly optimistic person, but I find myself slipping into the wrong kind of fear mode from time to time. Especially with change in my near future.
I am trying to understand the definition of expectations. I have learned that the wrong kind of expectations can breed disappointment and bitterness. I have been known to set very high expectations in evolving circumstances and because of that, the reality of what is the truth blind sides me and I am very disillusioned.
I remember early in my marriage (as most young brides do) soon realizing that as happy as I was, my new husband could not fill my every emotional need. I was confused by this because I fully expected this to happen. I really had to sort through some of my preconceived expectations and turn them around. The reality was that I needed God to fill my deepest needs. My husband was filling the needs he was designed to fulfil. I found that turning expectations into gratitude and appreciation was the answer.
So when I find myself irritable and questioning because I am frequently feeling frustrated at the outcome of circumstances, I begin to try to find the good in it and I will turn the turmoil into gratitude.
I love to have a plan. For literally everything in my life. I wake up trying to organize my day... if I haven't already done it the night before! Which makes me tend to keep coming up short in my trusting God to help me do adjustments and changes.
I am reminded that the Word isn't full of explanation for life. It is full of promises that God will walk us through all the chaos, the struggles and the disappointments. He rescues . He carries. He holds up. He comforts. He forgives. He gives new life. He offers hope.
So I have to daily remind myself to let go of my "blueprint" philosophy and just walk with Him. Reality tells me that my journey is full of bypasses, sudden turns and even dark tunnels.
My expectation must be that there is always hope. Not that things turn out the way I want or plan. Hope that covers me when I don't see the path.. confidence that He is ahead of me leading...that's what brings contentment and peace. That is something I seek every morning. I can't survive without it.
My husband and I were discussing late last night how much we had to do in the next few weeks. My mind started churning....I started to feel anxious. But as we bowed in prayer, I felt comforted in knowing that my expectations would not be cut off as long as they were tempered by the Big Plan.
So in my endless list making for the winter ahead, I am trying to let go and trust in the One who has sufficiency for all things. I'm daily reminding myself of His promises!











