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When My Expectations Fall Flat......


 
 
 
 
Expectations in life are a huge platform for hope. I hope for the best and give God the rest.
Well , I do have my times when I think I have given my daddy God the rest but truth is, I still hold tight to the things I should release.
 
Sheeeshh.....

My life's expectations do not seem unrealistic to me. My expectations in life are truth, honesty, loyalty, respect and unconditional love.  I want  what my heart gives in return. I hope through my expectations that others will see my heart  and see me for who I truly am from the inside out. I expect my kindness not be taken for granted nor my love for others taken advantage of. I expect (want) to be treated as I treat others. Doesn't seem like much, but  sadly it is. My down fall, I have to come to recognize, it is me putting so much hope in others and their actions or lack of, is when my expectaions fall flat. My feelings get hurt, my heart becomes broken and my hope in them is squashed.
 
I never wanted to believe that  two hearts did not love the same, give the same, hope for the same, or
even care in the same manner. But I do believe in finding the best in a person or circumstance.
I  know we are all created differently in some aspects but the truth is we ALL have been created in the imagine of Christ  and my expectation is we ALL show the same compassion and love that He does. Can you imagine our daddy God showing us the same love and compassion we show others? Or not show others I should say?  Granted I know we all fall short, and I know I fall daily.
 
However my lesson is this....
 
I am learning again not to put all my hope in others, to use wisdom in how much I invest emotionally in a situation ,believe in the work my daddy God is doing in all things and love with the heart He has given me. I am to be constant in my prayers. I am not to expect others to see the way my heart sees, but believe in the power of prayer that all things work for the good for those who love Christ.
 
And see them through the eyes of Christ.
 
Another lesson I am learning is to see my expectations  manifest in His time, not mine. My hope should always, without fail, rest in my daddy God. My ways, expectations, thoughts and vision is no where near my daddy God's.
 
Isaiah 55:8-9
"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,"
declares the Lord "As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts." 
 
 
I do not know how certain things in  life will play out.
I try to see beyond the here and now....
To find the good in all things....
To love without reserve.....
To encourage with grace.....
To extend mercy without judgement...
And above all......
To rest ALL my hope in my daddy God.

 

Even though I fall short, it's in the getting back up and pressing in, I am restored. 
It's good to have expectations, even better to have hope.
Hope in Jesus!

 
Where are you placing your hope?

 

Forever His Daughter,
Stacey
 
Romans  15:13 
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope. 




Comments

  1. Wow Stacey, this statement - "Another lesson I am learning is to see my expectations manifest in His time, not mine" - is powerful. That means so much. Not that we can't have expectations, just not nec in our time frame. Great post my friend. Trusting God fulfil your expectations in ways you could never have fathomed!
    God bless
    Tracy

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