Expectations - Genesis Chapter 38

I was driving today, and it is very common in Boston for people to cut in front of you when they are turning left, or just stop whenever they want. Since I grew up in the West Coast, the common reaction that comes to my mind is "$@$^@#^$". As I continue to drive and analyze the thoughts in my heart and mind, I begin to wonder what I am really feeling. "Don't you know how to drive?" "What is wrong with you?" Expectations. Expecting people to behave the way I thought they should, and expecting them to have courtesy and knowledge of driving rules.
I've been into the book of Genesis recently, and few characters stuck in my mind from a Ruth bible study I've recently attended. Perez and Tamar.
Quick history: God created earth, Man sinned, Sin continues, earth destroyed, Noah's ark, Tower of Babel, Abraham, Issac, Jacob, 12 sons, 1 of them is Judah.
Judah's first son was married to Tamar, but the son died because he was evil. Tamar was given to Judah's second son (Israel tradition), second son refused to preserve his brother's line, he dies. Tamar sent back home to her own family by Judah, and forgotten. Judah was a sex maniac, goes and looks for a prostitute. Tamar pretends to be a prostitute, sleeps with Judah. Tamar gives birth to twins, Perez's brother reaches his hand out first, midwife ties a ribbon on his wrist to identify as firstborn, but Perez pulls his brother back, and stucks his head first, stealing the birthright.
Expectations? No. Tamar, an unloved, unwanted woman, forgotten by the family she married into, dresses up as a prostitute in order to fulfill her duty as wife to her dead husband. This is a woman of faith, listed right into Jesus' genealogy. Perez, famously mentioned in the end of Ruth, was only known for reaching out his head first and stealing his brother's birthright (kind of like Jacob), also listed in Jesus' genealogy. The Messiah was expected to be the Savior of Israel, and bring his people back to their glory. Instead, Jesus was born on hay with stinky animals (smell of poop everywhere), and crucified naked in front of the people he loved and healed.
Final thought. I just want to live life. Just love people without expectations. Embrace the world as a place not of glory, but a place where Jesus gave his life for. Somewhere there is a good, a hope, where the glory is not in a spotlight or media, but a simple smile to a stranger, a simple handshake, a simple meal, a simple forgive and forget, an abandonment of I expect, and a simple I receive for better or worst.