At a Loss for Words

My husband Norm is seldom at a loss for words. He’s spent most of his life as a radio and TV announcer. Talking comes naturally. I entered broadcasting a few years after we married and even enjoyed a daily talk TV show with him in Northwest Florida. Conversation flowed easily.

Looking back, Norm was always quick with the ad-libs. That really helped when we did remote broadcasts. I wish I could say the same for myself.

One remote broadcast really stands out in my memory. I found it nearly impossible to be creative in a paint store. How many things can you say about paint? Okay, it comes in lots of different colors; then what? I was at a loss for words.

What more could I say?

Jeremiah was at a critical point in ministry. What would he tell the people?

“Now the word of the Lord came to me, saying,

‘Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,
And before you were born I consecrated you;
I have appointed you as a prophet to the nations.”
Then I said, ‘Oh, Lord God!
Behold, I do not know how to speak,
Because I am a youth.’
But the Lord said to me,
Do not say, ‘I am a youth,’
Because everywhere I send you, you shall go,
And all that I command you, you shall speak (Jeremiah 1:4-7 NASB).”

Lord, fill my mouth with your message.