Expectations - The Rev. Philip DeVaul

So there I was last Sunday putting up Christmas lights. It was the first week of Advent. I had spent the morning preaching at church. Now I was in my front yard. I was on a ladder. I had my Christmas mega playlist of over 500 of my favorite holiday themed songs set to shuffle on a speaker on the porch. I had the Santa hat on. And I was miserable. I could barely hear the music over how much I was cussing to myself. It was cold. My hands were numb if I wore no gloves, but when I put the gloves on I could not manage the lights. My family had given up and were inside drinking hot chocolate. I didn’t even want to hear the songs that were coming on. Merry Christmas indeed.  

Expectations will kill you. Every time. 

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