expectations

Why do we assume that every question comes with an answer? That every beginning comes with an end? Every entrance an exit?

We as humans have come to an understanding that there will always be a completion of what we expect. If I have learned anything from my life so far, is that expectations are sometimes held with false hope. A hope that comes with disappointment. Too many times have my expectations run my life and become my downfall.

Every mountain we climb daily has to come with hope. A hope, however, that comes from something other than the people we look to. There is no way hope can be fulfilled if we constantly place it in our friends, family, classmates, coworkers, teachers, bosses, etc..

There is a man who can hold our hope. A man who has been the only constant in my life and the lives of so many. He can fill a void and keep it overflowing. He shows love because he is love.

In him my expectations are constantly blown away. My God is all I need and all I want. Everything else is a bonus and will always be a blessing.


My life has become a constant expectation taken care of by the one who holds my life in his hands and calls me his favorite.