I was reminded today of something: I really don’t have very high expectations of myself. I’ve said it many times to myself: “Whatever happens happens.” On one hand, I believe it’s a good thing to be humble and take the bad with the good. On the other, if I’m not expecting the good, how will I be ready to accept it? I think I’ve struggled with this place of no expectations of God. I’ve approached it like this: if God shows up, that’s great. In fact, I’ve seen God show up in more ways in the last year than ever before. Of course I thank Him for that, but I still don’t expect it. It’s more like a surprise every time. I think some of my awe of God needs to turn into faith in Him instead. I need to be ready, to be prepared for Him to show up at any and every time.
I won’t grow as much as a Christian if I don’t prepare the way for God to move. I need to stop doubting, stop being passive and start expecting great things. I must take advantage of the time given to me. I pray that God would make me into a man of truly great expectations.
“In the morning, O LORD, you hear my voice;
in the morning I lay my requests before you
and wait in expectation.”