Earthy Expectations

“Climate is what we expect, weather is what we get.” —Mark Twain

They say in Missouri if you don’t like the weather, stick around a day, it will change! With snow and frigid temps in the forecast, a good night’s rest and recent health side effects diminishing, I had high expectations for my sunny Sunday.

Realistically, resistance was repealed. Mentally, fear was fended off. Emotionally, enthusiasm elevated. Spiritually, my Savior strengthened and supported me.

The bluff blew his bluff. Stumps couldn’t stump me. Lushness was lost, but the forest was heavenly.

The trail was tackled…just a tad. If tallying, it was only 1.5 miles. It was my trail of tender tears, talks with the trees, whispers by the water, and grounded grace. My soul sang.

My expectations aren’t too high or too low. They are just right.

“My soul, wait thou in silence for God only; For my expectation is from him.”—Psalms 62:5 (ASV)

photos courtesy of K.L. Hale, Spirngfield Conservation Nature Center, Missouri Department of Conservation, Springfield, MO.
Norman Vincent Peale
My expectations aren't too high 
or too low.
I’ll move forward with faith,
Lo, my strength and health grow.
K.L. Hale

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