Why I even set myself up for dashed expectations by visiting Pintrest. I start these great projects thinking I will get this:
And by the time my mentee and I finished--it looked like this-
HEY--WE HAD FUN DOING IT and got better on the next one!
And then there are my culinary adventures--
And of course---my perpetual quest for peak condition, which
falls into the abyss of failed worked outs and lame excuses.
Let's face it--talking a good game is MUCH easier than following through with the real deal---whatever the subject.
A LONG time ago---there was expectations for the promised Messiah--He would be born of royal blood---a king--with all the kingly trappings--power--riches--wisdom--strength--the ability to overcome those who had tormented God's chosen people. He would ride in on a white horse and put things right!
Reality looks quite different---He was born of a royal family---but not with a crown on His head. He was born into a working class family--not rich---but making a living as a carpenter---wise--but not recognized for His wisdom by everyone until much later---He rode a donkey---not the white horse---and he died a painful death and was quickly placed in a borrowed tomb with no fanfare.
Why was reality so far from the expectations of the people? Because the expectations were just that--of the people--not what was prophesied, but what the people wanted to see---how they wanted it all to play out--not the reality of God's plan.
Christmas is days away---and I am thinking about my expectations of how life should look and the reality of where God has me. The challenge is recognizing the beauty and redemption in the reality of the day. The day to day acceptance of God's plan being the perfect plan and then my expectations will line up with the reality of the day.
I pray your expectations will all center around the presence of Jesus as Christmas approaches and the reality of His birth will fill your celebration with the true wonder of the season. Counting down the days and two more blogs before our wait is over---
May your Advent lead your heart to Him.
For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence, for my hope is from him