It’s kind of an oxymoron, if you think about it.
If I am expecting it to come then why am I surprised when it arrives?
If a woman is pregnant and expecting a baby she wouldn’t be surprised when she goes through delivery and a baby is produced. She has been through months and months of preparation for that moment. She expects it.
I have intentionally spent my twenties (so far) with great abandon to what I thought would be my story – serving others, and knowing that what He could do through me is far greater than I could ever do through myself. And right now, today, in the areas where I see His plan taking shape, I feel totally shocked and utterly undeservingly amazed that it’s happening.
I pray for it.
Knowing that His word says it is mine.
I expect it.
And yet, I’m shocked when it’s there.
I guess that is the essence of developing our faith. Deciding to KNOW that no matter how long it takes, or what the seasons hold, God is faithful to His word.
and there is no surprise in that. Only patience.