I love the story about the man who prayed to God to win the lottery.
Each day this man prayed, “God, please let me win the lottery. Please, God, please let me win the lottery.” This went on for days, weeks then months.
Finally, one day while praying, God answered back.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about expectations and expecting great things to happen in our lives.
Not wanting, hoping or wishing for these things, but expecting them.
Last weekend, I got to hang out with my goddaughter, Bailey, and second cousin, Aiden, two of the sweetest, smartest and cutest toddlers I’ve ever met. (Yes, I may be slightly biased. 😉 )