Yesterday evening I finally had the opportunity to take a look inside some of the houses my husband found when he began the The Great House Search of 2013 a month ago. We looked at three. I really liked number three. I could picture us living there.
The realtor sent us the seller’s disclosure information and we are doing research on the quality of the neighborhood and the school. I have found myself getting hopeful and then getting fearful. What if someone else puts in an offer and we miss our chance?
Then, I take a deep breath and remind myself of what matters most. God, put us where we belong. If this one isn’t the one…then shut the door and lead us to the right one.
All this thinking and dreaming prompted me to think of a post I wrote a couple of years ago about living expectantly. I thought I would post it again. A reminder for you and for me.
I’ve discovered that real life requires me to live expectantly without expectations.
Can you recall a vacation or a holiday where you were all excited and you could hardly wait for the big event to arrive. You envisioned it playing out one way and when the time arrived it was nothing like you imagined.
In real life things often don’t turn out the way we expect them to.
When I was younger, this used to really bother me. It used to leave me feeling empty and discouraged when my expectations were not met. Now, I live expectantly without expectations. I don’t get my hopes up anymore for a certain situation or a certain person to act the way I think they should.
Today, my desire is to live in the moment, the real life moment in front of me, and to not waste time worrying about why that moment doesn’t always look like the perceived one I had rolling around in my head.
Lower your expectations of earth. This isn’t heaven, so don’t expect it to be. ~ Max Lucado
In the morning, LORD, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait expectantly. Psalm 5:3