In today's Gospel Reading from Luke 1, Zechariah, the father of John the Baptist, was asked what he wished the newborn child to be called. The moment he wrote "John is his name" on a tablet, his mouth was opened and his tongue freed (he was made mute earlier when he didn't believe that his wife, Elizabeth, advanced in years, would bear a son as the angel Gabriel had told him).
It just makes me realize that there is a proper time for everything and God knows exactly those times at which his wishes will be fulfilled. There were times when I didn't know which way to move and I prayed hard about it. Then something like a signal showed up and I was able to move. Patience is required here (the perfect example is seen in our Lord waiting for us to turn to him).