As I read the story of Moses being asked by God to lead His people out of Egypt,
I am captivated by the barefoot man who stands before God and replies:
"Pardon your servant, Lord. I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue."
God promises to help him speak, teach him what to say. Moses declines:
"Pardon your servant, Lord. Please send someone else." Exodus 4
Compared to the tired I Caaaaan't whine of my summer 2008, Moses' words are so respectful, so eloquent.
In 2008, as I let go of my fear, I quit whining I Caaaaan't and in a single breath shouted a Fine! filled with attitude.
God took it as a yes and offered me a pair of shoes called Whispered Hopes.
A perfect fit.