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1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..
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My soul, wait thou only upon God;
for my expectation is from him.
I honestly can’t remember what gave me the impression I would be receiving a horse that Christmas, but I did. I choose to overlook the fact we lived in the city with a small backyard, not on a farm. When I raced down the stairs with my brother and sister that Christmas morning, I just knew my horse would be there, waiting for my loving embrace.
I did get a horse that morning, but not the one I was expecting. It was a foot tall, plastic, and had removable tackle. I named it Spike and made a horse blanket for it to wear out of a footie from my PJ’s. The name I chose and the blanket I made provided endless opportunities for teasing and torment at the hand of my siblings.
I have had a few other moments like this growing up. Grand expectations followed by periods of waiting, and then crushing disappointment. People have disappointed me, and I have disappointed myself, but there is one who has never been a disappointment, never given a gift that fell short. My life is a menagerie of His Faithfulness and perfection, His Deity on grand display. Truly no one can give without fail, exactly what we need, when we need it unless He is standing with one foot in the past and the other in the future.
Some gifts, like my husband, came later than I wanted. Others weren’t even close to the “”Big book of toys catalog” images I mentally circled as my wish list for life. Most of His gifts have been followed by ah-ha moments of revelation and the simple word “WOW!” and like David I say my expectation is in Him.
Oh, I can relate to the feelings that things in life “weren’t even close to the “”Big book of toys catalog” images I mentally circled as my wish list for life.” You stated it well–my expectations is in Him.
: ) I wondered if the “circling everything you wanted” image would be familiar to others : ) Thank you for taking the time to stop by Stacie!
Jody, I love this “unless He is standing with one foot in the past and the other in the future”. And my husband came later, too. The expectations for my adult life have turned out completely different, but I am grateful for the experiences.
Hi Brenda. Thank you for popping over! I laugh sometimes when I compare what I dreamed of versus what I now have. He definitely had better plans for my life!
I love the horse story…and yes His gifts never fall short. blessings~
: ). Thank you for taking the time to stop by and visit! Many blessings to you this beautiful Saturday!