The spring comes drop by drop. When the days are rainy and dreary, I have to remind myself of this.
I have never felt so much like Moses did in this chapter, as I have since being called as Young Women’s President (it’s like being the teen girls’ youth pastor) in my ward. For most of my life, I rarely felt at a loss for words, but the Lord seems to have waited until my ability to formulate my thoughts into spoken words actually became a weakness before he called me to this work. Maybe he figured I’d listen better to the words he gives me. I don’t like feeling like this, but I’m trying to learn patience with myself and with Heavenly Father through it.
“Moses said to the Lord , “Pardon your servant, Lord. I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue.” The Lord said to him, “Who gave human beings their mouths? Who makes them deaf or mute? Who gives them sight or makes them blind? Is it not I, the Lord ? Now go; I will help you speak and will teach you what to say.”
Exodus 4:10-12 NIV