Thursday, January 26, 2012
I've been looking for my voice. It seems to have gone missing. No, I'm not talking about the chronic strep infections I've been fighting, but more about an inability to adequately articulate my thoughts and feelings. Do you ever lose your voice in the midst of trials? It's not that I'm unaware of the things I'm being taught, but I just can't seem to vocalize the lessons I'm learning. Elder Maxwell said it beautifully here,
"...we sense that something special is happening in our lives but are not able to sort it out with sufficient precision and clarity that we can articulate it to someone else...We know more than we can tell! Sometimes the things we know take the form of knowledge about what is happening to us in life in which we sense purpose, in which we sense divine design, but which we cannot speak about with full articulateness. There are simply moments of mute comprehension and of mute certitude. We need to pay attention when these moments come to us, because God often give us the assurances we need but not necessarily the capacity to transmit these assurances to anyone else." But For a Small Moment, Elder Neil A Maxwell
I'm certain I'll find my voice again. I'll have more to say because of the lessons I'm learning right now.