It’s been a while, friends, since I’ve written with the Five Minute Friday crew. So I’m joining in with the amazing #fmfparty community and writing on a common theme, for just five minutes. Today’s word is: Expect.
When I hopped on a plane and flew to South Africa for two years, I was told repeatedly by Peace Corps staff not to have expectations. Expectations set volunteers up for frustration, and sometimes failure. So, as much as I could, I tried not to expect anything.
I failed at that, miserably.
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And South Africa both exceeded and fell short of my loosely-held expectations, in a myriad of incredible and frustrating ways.
And then the most unexpected of things happened, and I wound up being medevac’d back home, grasping for a firm hold in a new reality. And the long-practiced, sometimes despised habit of letting loose of expectations took hold. After a few obedient, unplanned, possibly stubborn “yes’s”, I learned to expect everything.
Because when God is leading the way, we can expect everything good, even in the midst of all the bad.
I’ve learned that having expectations isn’t bad. But we just need to expect in hope, resting in the truth that God’s plan is far better than our expectations.