Expectations
If there is something I should have learned by now, after almost 10 months in Haiti, it’s that it’s better not to have any of my own expectations. Let me tell you, having any expectations about anything is killing me! Yet I keep having them. And then am extremely disappointed when they aren’t met. It’s a lesson I just can’t seem to get. Guess that’s why God keeps working on me in this area. Take this past weekend for example. We had a plan and my expectations were that this plan would come to fruition. We were to meet the team from our former church in Linwood, NJ at the Retreat Center, spend Friday night and Saturday morning as a family with them and then the afternoon and Sunday with a little down time enjoying the beach and time with each other. Our plan was to leave Sunday afternoon. We’ve all had a chest cold this past week, but were feeling well enough to go. We did have a really nice walk on the beach Friday right befo...