1. low expectations are more a sign of my heart condition than of God’s character. it says i think He only gives good gifts to others. it says i’m not really sure if He can come through on this one. it says that i already know how this is going to turn out, so i should just not get my hopes up. it says that i question His grace, His sovereignty, His will.

    the thing is, we don’t serve a measured, manageable God…we serve an expectations-defying God. He parts seas, raises the dead, heals the sick, welcomes home the prodigal, and puts the lonely in families. He saves sinners and adopts them as His sons and daughters. and so perhaps i shouldn’t be surprised when He obliterates my stoicism with the reality of His love.

    yes, i’m still waiting but i’m no longer afraid to believe that His love for me is awe-inducing and heart-transforming. not afraid to trust that the God who made me also has my future under control. not afraid to believe that His character is utterly dependable. not afraid to ask boldly of a heavenly Father who knows all, directs all, and completes all.

     
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