I always thought I wanted more handsome, more money, more status; more, more, more.

Thank goodness I didn’t have clue and better things were in store for my life.

Lately I’ve found myself coming back to Jesus with the same praise and thanksgiving on my lips. Because of Him, I’ve been rescued from things and a life I always wanted. As embarrassing as it is to admit, I wanted to marry a star athlete who would be rich and famous so that we could “live a life of ease.” Ha! I wanted to attend private events and eat gourmet delicacy. I wanted to own a yacht and always have VIP next to our names. I wanted to spend money as if it grows on a tree in my backyard. Budgeting, come again? I wanted to climb the latter of success and reach heights that made me forget about the troubles of this world. I wanted to get to a place where I would have no need for God.

The good news is, I didn’t get the life I always wanted. Not even close. The other good news is that even if I had, I wouldn’t have been able to run from The Lord. He’s chased me and wrapped me up in His love even when I fought Him, the way a toddler fights their mommy when they don’t know what’s good for them.

The life I now have is dependent on Jesus. Daily dependence. I’m crippled without Him, yet I wouldn’t trade it for any “more” even if it were dangled in front of my face, tempting me to snatch it up.

I’ll take last night’s date with my imperfect, retired professional athlete, yacht-less, brings-me-home-chipotle-for-dinner, God-fearing husband over one hundred lavish dates with exquisite food, fancy attire, and a VIP reservation.

If sharing your chipotle isn’t love then I don’t know what is. He did his music thing. I did my writing thing. We like working independently, but feeling each other’s presence. After while, he snuck up on me and kissed my cheek. He’d turned on our guilty pleasure HBO show indicating it was time to call it quits on the work. He’s always balanced me so well since I struggle with turning “off.” He asked for my hand and began twirling me around the living room to the Game Of Thrones theme song; making me feel like a princess, blushing and giggling up a storm. I know it sounds corny, because it was corny. We landed on the couch and split a DQ blizzard because E was thinkin’ ahead and kept one in the freezer for me. He so speaks my love language. Toss in some extra buttery popcorn and we were golden. Our night full of kisses, flirty eyes, and the simple pleasure of just being together.

It can be hard to spend quality time with your spouse in a world that has a million things begging for our attention, distracting us from the present, but I challenge you to do that this weekend. Merely be present with them; in tune of each other’s thoughts and feelings. Hangout with no agenda. Look over at him or her and relish the sacredness of your marriage. Negate the lies that with someone else, there would be more sex, more fun, and you’d have more money. Those are crap (for lack of a better word), yet they destroy marriages and wreck relationships time and time again. There is no such thing as a perfect person or perfect spouse. The one you’ve already got (or the one you’ve been praying for) is the best.

With Jesus, you have more than you could ever want or need.

More love. More grace. More joy. More of what matters.

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