All last week, God's whisper of a voice was nagging me. Give up the expectations. Give up the expectations. Give up the expectations.
I shushed Him. I kept plowing on. Things needed to be done. You know—
People have needs.
The laundry needs to be done.
Deadlines need to be met.
Meetings need to be attended.
The house needs to be clean.
The kids need to do their homework.
We need to eat healthy meals.
The needs were the priority and they needed to be satisfied. I needed to be satisfied. And the only way I would be is if all these things got done—impeccably and on time.Read More