Shattered Expectations

So I'm having a rather clumsy day. The typical dropping things on the floor, running into the door frame, and tripping over a parking beam are evidence of this. Earlier, I had to look in someone else's desk drawer for something in the very back. Unfortunately, I expected the drawer to catch before it came ALL THE WAY out. It didn't. So there I am, in someone else's office, holding the now half empty drawer of office supplies, staring at paper clips, pens, and post its scattered on the floor. I bust out laughing, trying to clean up and make it look like I was never there at all, a rather hopeless venture in this sudden desk drawer/office supply fiasco I found myself in. As I was putting the drawer back on the rails, I was wondering why I expected it to catch. There was no thought, no planning, just expectation. And this time, it didn't work out that perfectly.

I'm not sure why we have the expectations we do. When shattered, sometimes it leads to hilarity, sometimes disappointments, sometimes pure heartbreak. But on certain momentous occasions, life provides far beyond expectations, far beyond planning, far beyond imagination. We could never have dreamed of, let alone expect those gifts, those hopes, those fully answered, yet unspoken, prayers. Those are the times your heart triumphs and your soul rejoices. I love those moments of awe, of pure bliss, of shattered expectations. So, I will keep hoping, keep expecting, because those times that go far beyond make it worth the times when an entire desk drawer ends up on the floor.