Expectation vs. Expectancy
I've lost count of how many times I've spoken the words. Maybe they were said silently in my mind and heart with only God's ears able to hear them. Perhaps they were spoken aloud to the heavens, flung into the universe with an aching tone attached. Nevertheless, they've been said. And whichever way they've been said, they've been meant and felt... every one: It wasn't supposed to be this way . When the picture in my brain has been surprisingly altered in ways I did not see coming, I've stated this fact-matter in the most wounded way possible. I am a writer. A creative. Someone with visual gifting and an unusual sense of intuition that often can see things coming. Even as a kid, I hated surprises and startles, preferring to stick with the predictable and anticipate any unforeseen situations so I wouldn't be caught off guard. Yet the odd thing has been, through the years, my life has become anything but certain. Most of my adult life has been sp...
