Great Expectations

Today is a great day. I feel God's Love all around. A prayer was answered concerning my job situation last week. I had a very smart meeting although I could barely think in that girdle... still losing weight one mLs at a time.

I wanted to write about expectations. Some times we have such great expectations only to be ultimately disappointed. I will say this - once you realize that every thing that happens in your life is the will of God, the disappointment is easier to brush off because God will always answer your prayers at the precise time.

We never expected to have Jonathan. We never expected that he would be born so early. I never expected that the NICU would have such a lasting impression on me. I never expected to make some mistakes I've made. You get the picture, right?

Even though we didn't expect Jonathan, once it was confirmed, we had great expectations for our lives as a family of 5, so when he came so early and we didn't know what to expect, things got complicated, but also thing became very clear. "Trust in the Lord with all your heart...". That is it. How simple. Or was it?

I have always had great expectations for every aspect of my life. For myself professionally, for Edwin, the children. I see untapped beauty and talent in my kids. I see endless possibilities in my profession. I look forward to events and dates with the highest expectation for success.

A few weeks ago I mentioned that my kids were going to VBS the first week of summer. I prayed for them and their time at VBS - that it would be a fruitful time for them (spiritually). I had the highest expectations... I was sure that one, if not both would make their confession of faith that week. So the week came and went and I did ask. No real solid answer from either one. One thing was sure, they LOVED VBS and the church and God.

Today in the am, I can barely remember what we were doing, but Olivia told me (nonchalantly) that she had said the prayer. She was very specific. It was with the Pastor. The Sunday after VBS was over, we visited that church for the VBS celebration and the Pastor mentioned that he went to each class to share with the children. Olivia's story was consistent... although it was the first I had heard of it. Nonetheless, I was (am and will be) thrilled. Maybe I just wasn't asking the right question. I asked Olivia to ask David if he did it too. They understand eachother.

Since the NICU, I have limited our music selection to only Christian songs. Why? Because they memorize everything!!! This is a change that I made as God dealth with my heart during the 5 weeks in the hospital. First time I make it public. Edwin has sure noticed. If you know me, you know how much I love music - all types, but I have found that Sara Kelly's Living Halleluja fills me with strength and joy much more than Dave Matthews. Wish DMB would convert - their worship music would be amazing. Them and Mana, U2 and Winsil y Yandel. I digress...? :)

Well, all of this to say that once again God has met and exceeded my expectations. What next? Always excited about God's Love and His neverending goodness.

I hope my post met your expectations...

Rosie