Disappointment

I don’t handle disappointment very well. Something I had been looking forward to, just didn’t work out yesterday. It wasn’t a huge deal, but it ruined my day. Other people also had their day messed up, but they seemed to handle it just fine. Maybe that’s a gift of youth.

I guess the word, “disappointment” is interesting. It’s a 

“dissed” appointment. Something we arrange, just doesn’t work out. As Christians perhaps we should be disappointed less than other folks. After all, we are not in charge of our lives and we don’t have our hands on the steering wheel. At least, we shouldn’t. We should take pleasure in being “surprised by joy.”

I wish I could get to the point of waking up every morning and thinking, “Jee I wonder what will happen today.” I’m just not there yet. I wake up and my mind reviews things. What day of the week is it? What work projects need to be attended to today? What family members will I see? Do we need to pick up the grand kids at school? Are we babysitting? If I have things I really don’t want to do or face, I calculate whether I can put them off a little longer. If the day promises good things, I get a bit pumped. 

You know. I look at my calendar and plan my day. The only problem is that my plan isn’t always His plan. I try to be “adaptable” but I admit that when what I’m expecting just doesn’t happen, sometimes I look like the baby in the picture. 

At least one thing I’m sure of. When it’s all over and I’m with Him. I won’t be disappointed. He’s been working on my new home for 2000 years. It is going to be beyond my imagining. He will wipe away every tear and pain, even the little ones, will be no more. 

A world without disappointment. Won’t that be great?

Be blessed.

Nick