Today is my 42nd anniversary (I was a child bride, of course). If there's one thing I am still learning after four+ decades with a very caring, godly man, it's that I can't expect him to meet all my needs. Or even most of them. It's not even his job.
My friend Cecil Murphey says, “If I expect certain behavior that I don’t get, I can become angry. Or I can change my expectations.”
I might spend half a days’ wages to buy a gift for someone, expecting them to rave about it and display it in a prominent place in their home. When they give it to a neighbor or simply don’t praise it as much as I want, do I tell them how much they've hurt me, and secretly vow to never give them another gift?
I can create a lovely meal, expecting my husband to “ummm” and “ahhhh” while he eats it. If he barely says a word, do I pout or accuse him of not caring about me?
If I work my hiney off on a project at work, expecting my boss to praise me and he doesn't even notice, do I shrug it off and realize that I’m working for Jesus’ praise, or do I draw attention to my labors?
This is a lesson I’m still learning, after more than six decades on this globe. If we have certain expectations of others that only God can fulfill, we set ourselves up for trouble. People can help God fill up our emotional gas tanks. But if we look to people instead of God, we will always be disappointed. Read that again.
Only God can make dreams come true. That’s why I need to look to him to fill me up, make me feel special, and meet all my needs. Because He can. He’s the only one who can.
Have you learned the secret of asking Jesus to fill up your emotional gas tank in his own ways, so you won't expect too much of people?