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Expectation

I guess I'm kind of a fatalist?

I'd rather not hope in things that might disappoint.  If something exciting might happen, I'd rather just assume that it won't  happen and then be so happy when/if it does.

I often wouldn't tell the kids about something exciting that was maybe going to happen, like going to a friends house or a camping trip, until right before it was time to leave.

You know, so they're not disappointed if the plans fall through.

Because hope deferred makes me sick and I guess sometimes I just distract myself with other things, certain things, immediate-result type things.

Like laundry.

But I want to live differently.  Because of course there are things I can expect with certainty.

I expect, with certainty, that the sun will come up every day until Christ calls me to the Land of my Expectation.  That's hope that doesn't disappoint.  He is expecting me.  *smile*

And I expect that He will surprise me with His goodness, even today.

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