In 2002 I began a Masters in Library Science program. Contrary to what one might think, this did not just entail reading a bunch of books and memorizing the Dewey Decimal System! I felt very inadequate at times as I went through the classes. Especially difficult for me was one particular technology class. We had an assignment that I could barely comprehend the question let alone write up a cogent paper on it. I prayed frequently over it and as I moved forward trying to do the work, I found I was actually writing something down…The suggested length was two pages, but after one page I couldn’t think of anything more to say and turned it in. It was graded 10/10 with glowing comments of “Excellent! Very concise wording!” The Holy Ghost not only enlightened my mind, but virtually wrote the paper for me. When I re-read what I had written, I barely understood what it said myself!
Not long after the above experience, my son called me, very stressed out about his classes at school. He wasn’t understanding the assignment. I testified to him of my similar experiences with my Masters program and not understanding the assignment, but after doing all I could do and then praying for help, I was able to finish the assignments and actually get good grades. I talked to him a few days later and he said he was working on it and did understand things better now after seeking the Lord’s help.
I learned several things from this–one, sometimes we have to go through things that seem difficult at the time, and we don’t understand why we have to endure them, but these things give us experience, and puts us in a position to be able to help others who are experiencing similar trials.
I also see this now as an example of OYM. In the mission field, the missionaries would go out on the street looking for someone, anyone, who might be interested in their message. It is a scary and difficult thing to approach strangers and ask if they might be interested in your message of salvation, but if you just open your mouth, the Lord promises to fill it. The missionaries would say, “We were out OYMing and found this wonderful lady who invited us in to teach her!” Doing my paper was like that. All I had to do was try–open my pen, so to speak, and the Lord did the rest.