Are you sure you got the right person?
It’s a question I feel like asking God more than once a day. Perhaps it’s because this is just something I’d never have imagined for myself. Me. A mother to six kids. Staying home. Homeschooling.
If you had told me this when I was a teenager I would have never believed you. Or maybe I would have busted out laughing. Me? Yeah, right!
And so I find the question on my heart, yet again. Are you sure, God?
I imagine that’s how Moses felt, too. After forty years in the desert tending sheep, his etiquette was probably as rough around the edges as his work-worn hands. He thought he had lost any ability to be amongst royalty. To lead a people. To persuade a pharaoh. Not him. Definitely not the right person for the job.
Just like how I oftentimes feel as a mother. I’m not patient enough. I’m not strong enough. I'm not kind enough. Are you sure you got the right person for this job, God?
And you know what He says?
I am enough.
Not me. Him. The I Am. The Almighty. The God of Abraham and Isaac and Jacob.
No, God didn’t shower Moses with accolades about how qualified he was or how more equipped he was than any other candidate. God told Moses he was enough—with Him.
When Moses doubted and said he couldn’t do the job, he wasn’t just doubting himself. He was doubting God.
It makes me take a step back and think for a minute. Am I really doubting myself... or God? If God called me to this, can he equip me?
I’m not enough, but God is.
God, thank you for your mercies that are new every morning. I mess up and make mistakes and I am ever so grateful for your grace. These little ones have a way of revealing my weaknesses and showing off my sins. Help me to see that as an area for growth, not an avenue to give up on the path you’re calling me. I am not enough, but I don’t need to be. You already are.