With not a word of exaggeration, there were easily fifty to seventy flies in my office at any one time. Luckily, I had just put up a new sticky fly tape. Quickly I opened another one and hung it up as well. First, expectations aren't usually satisfied. The joy felt by the warm sun on Saturday, was soon seen to contain a rather ominous cloud of flies associated with it.
Most days are like that to one degree or another.
What we expect from relationships, from jobs, from love, from even our church family, usually ends up with at least a bit of disappointment. Because our expectations are ideal. If your expectations are unrealistic, or unfair, acknowledge that and lower your standard. That's just the reality of being imperfect beings and it should help you act more charitably toward those who are stepping on your expectations. Make a commitment to love, serve, endure with one another despite tarnished dreams.