What have I discovered along the way?
To have expectations
is a very natural inclination.
But to listen to the voices of each?
I'm choosing to dial down the clamour,
by tuning into the silence -
Of God's expectations.
I am not expected to be anything
other than me.
I find the greatness of love makes room
for surprises and a bended
fork in the road.
I find as I cause what I expect to whisper
away on the four winds,
I feel lighter and less
I feel open to something new about life,
about God, about me.
Let the things I expect:
not define me as much.
Let the ways of life:
be ways of wonder