How many of you feel like you plan or attempt to plan and yet nothing turns out the way you quite imagined it would be? Not bad, nor good, just different. That is what this season has felt like for the Frase Family. We have planned and planned and planned and are looking at our life and realizing it is not at all what we thought or expected it would be. We don’t live in the right town, we don’t have the right jobs, we even have a dog that looks somewhat similar to a fluffy horse. I do not mean to insinuate that we do not like and even love these things, they are just different than what our EXPECTATIONS were.
This is what I continue to grapple with, my expectations. Are my disappointments because life is not good or I am just so entrenched in what I thought life should be that it stunts my ability to look up and see what good is happening right in the midst of this messy and beautiful thing we call life.