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Expectations are funny things.

I make them for myself, which leads to insecurity.

I make them for others, which leads to frustration.

I make them for God, which leads to disappointment.

Isn't it true that most of our discontentment comes from unmet expectations, either in ourselves or in others? And yet we continue to self-sabotage our minds with thoughts on how to create perfection with our own efforts; we withhold sacrificial love from those who have failed at meeting our requirements on how life should be lived.

I've been thinking a lot about this sacrificial love since my sister (who also happens to be my best friend!) just recently got married. And I've been considering more and more the comparison of husbands and wives to Christ and the church. All the while, I've been lost in the words from one of my favorite musicians (Andrew Peterson):

"I do" are the two most famous last words 
The beginning of the end 
But to lose your life for another I’ve heard is a good place to begin 
Because the only way to find your life is to lay your own life down

A close friend that has been somewhat of a mentor/teacher to me has always told me that, before I get married, I have to answer one question: Am I done being Amy Whikehart?

Really, this question is just an adaptation of the life Christ modeled to us by laying his life down so that we may live. It doesn't just apply to earthly marriage...and it doesn't mean that I stop being who I was uniquely created to be to advance the Kingdom. But it does mean that I willingly surrender the constant focus on myself, the control I claim over my life, and my efforts to maintain my own comforts. 

My team has been reading Nehemiah, and I've been challenged by a man who had very Godly expectations...because he had a correct view of himself, in humility. He desired what God desired because he walked with Him on a daily basis. He was a man who knew his purpose and identity in the King.

And the prayer I prayed to follow Jesus with my life was a vow I took to lay everything down. I was given a new name.

I am done being Amy Whikehart.

Reader Comments (1)

Yay for a new blog post!!! great thoughts. and how weird that your mentor is also named Amy Whikehart! :)

Sep 7, 2010 at 4:26 PM | Unregistered Commenterjules

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