When Fear Masquerades as Humility
One of my greatest fears is not failure, or suffering but rejection. There is something uniquely destabilizing about standing before the very people who once dismissed you, misunderstood you, or pushed you aside. And this is precisely where we find Moses. God calls him back — back to Egypt, back to Pharaoh, back to the memories. Back to the place where his story fractured. He must stand before the same world that once rejected him. Speak again. Risk again. And we are told that Moses struggles with speech. “I am slow of speech and tongue,” he says. We often read this as a simple physical impediment. But I wonder — was it only that? Perhaps his difficulty with speech carried the echo of an earlier wound. Shame. Displacement. A fractured identity — Hebrew by birth, Egyptian by upbringing, rejected by both. Rejection has a way of silencing a man long before it weakens his tongue. The deepest stutter is often in the heart. When God insists on sending him, Moses pleads: “I pray,...