I don’t like this word, expect. This word gets me into more trouble than other words. Particularly with people I don’t know well. When I expect things to be a certain way, when I expect people to be a certain way, I am really forcing my will upon them. I set impossibly high standards for others that I can’t even attain to myself. So when others miss my high mark I am all kinds of disappointed in them because they let me down.
It’s not right or even a little bit fair.
As the old saying goes, there’s more than one way to skin a cat. So I decided some time ago to throw expectations out the window and let people be who God made them to be, loving them ‘as is’, leaving the expectations to him.