Let me tell you a story of woe! It’s a tale of paint fumes, body ache
and irritation beyond that which a normal man can handle. I know this
because I watched my husband try to handle it, and fail.
I had a bright idea one day,...
As with everyone else, I think, I have had a varying degree of
expectations my entire life. In my youngest memories, I believed in
Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy; I put my baby teeth
under my pillow, fully expecting to be rewarded, as faithfully I was!
HA, but alas, this was childhood! This was when my state of mind largely
depended on whether I had too much sugar or soda pop in my little body.
As a young adult, my expectations were slightly altered. I no longer
believed in the Tooth Fairy, but I had come to believe in a world that
revolved souly around me! I had expectations of a free cash flow to me
from my parents, anytime use of the family car, and of course phone
privileges with the understanding that I alone was allowed to answer the
happy jingling of our one and only telephone! Needless to say, these
expectations were sharply altered, and often! I also expected my friends
to be my friends forever; as we happily planned our weddings and
childbirth experiences way before due time! Reality was often forced
upon me during that time, as again and again friends lost touch or moved
away, or even became pregnant at the tender age of 16. I had learned
that not all my expectations were to come to fruition.
I wasn't put off for long though. I married young with a full baggage
claim ticket of expectations for our happy life. First the cars, then
the house, then the kids and dogs, and then finally the grandkids.
Everyone happy, always smiling, never complaining, happily ever after!
Again I say HA! What I didn't expect was that after we had our first
child, it took 2 years to buy that tiny house, and our used cars. I
didn't expect our dog to bite the little girl down the street and have
to be put down. I didn't expect 2 miscarriages, one after the other, and
I certainly didn't expect "Helen". Divorce was also not on my list of
I have reached adulthood now. Big deal you say, and I agree, but along
with the passing years have have grown new expectations. After turning
40 last year, I expect 41 will arrive soon enough. I expect this gravity
thing to continue and only get worse. I expect my new husband to stick
around, even when the going gets tough sometimes. I expect my kids will
make mistakes in their lives, but hopefully not the same ones I and
their dad made. I also expect tomorrow will find it's own new set of
problems, so I guess I'll just think about today and "hope" for the
Denise Chase 2005
them by the skillfulness of his hands" (Ps. 78:72). -
From Streams in the Desert
When you are doubtful as to your course, submit your judgment absolutely
to the Spirit of God, and ask Him to shut against you every door but the
right one…Meanwhile keep on as you are, and consider the absence of
indication to be the indication of God's will that you are on His track…
Quote as Garnish:
Where there is no hope
in the future, there is no power in the present.
~ John Maxwell