FBS: It’s Just Me

Welcome back to the place where we dive into the things that matter. Today’s post is in honor of my mom, the flighty woman who went before me. She showed me how to have humor about yourself. EnJOY!

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Full Brain Syndrome … if you are new here, FBS is a condition describing your brain on overload as you simultaneously manage several departments of life. I began to write a Summer FBS post, as if the season naturally encouraged mind-scrambling challenges.

Then …

You know when you get out of the shower, the bathroom mirror is steamed? As the fog clears, sometimes you see something you hadn’t noticed before? My full brain condition is not temporary but permanent.

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For little old me, FBS is the not the result of pregnancy, the school year, the summer or the amount of things on my list … it’s just me.
I can remember in my single life before marriage, I made a new friend at my job. Both of us were smart and motivated. But she could not understand why I needed directions the first 15 times I went to her house.

It’s just me.

It seems God’s perfect plan for my forgetful/flighty self was to give me reason to lean into Him.

2 Corinthians 12:9
Each time he [God] said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weakness so that the power of Christ can work through me.

And my forgetfulness keeps me humble to request help from others, drawing me closer to those in my life.
From the beginning of time, God created us to have relationship others (Genesis 2:18).

If there is something about yourself you don’t like (personality, size, disability), I figure we have a choice:

Like it or lump it?
Embrace or distaste?

Sharing joy from my blunders this past weekend. See what you think …

• Driving Braedon to a friend’s house, I dropped him off at what I thought was the right house. He went up to the door. Yes, you guessed it, not the friend. Next street over, same position was the right house. As the friend’s mom shaded my car with the Umbrella of Grace, “It’s been a while since you have been here, and I think it was Jason who came last time.” Embarrassing truth is its only four miles from our house. In disbelief of myself, I chose to laugh.

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• Have you ever commented on Facebook and it went to the wrong person? I really thought I was paying attention. I thought I knew where my comment was going. When the response came, it was from a different person. At this point, I have surrendered that whole thing to God, figuring the meeting I have suggested is with the person of His choosing, not my own. Either way, my sister-in-law and I got a good laugh, the kind that begins in your belly and giggles its way out.

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• Countless times I have unknowingly left the house with a dish towel on my shoulder, forgotten to send birthday cards (even though I bought them way in advance), and the hundred of misplaced things in my adulthood … I am assuming everyone can relate to losing keys and glasses of any kind.

Can I get some support on the key and glasses thing? (tee hee, every imperfect thing about ourselves is a way to connect with others)

There are other times I forget what we have at home.

A year or two ago, I came home with one of those Penguins of Madagascar movies. Beaming with pride, I presented it to the boys with the attitude of who can’t use a laugh? In unison, they corrected their flighty mama, “We already have this, Mom, don’t you remember?”

They are catching on to how I was created, that it’s just me.

Helping me will help them be more on their toes … at least that’s what I am telling myself.

We truly have no control.

We are His snowflakes, unique with His imprints on our souls.

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Isaiah 64:8
And yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, and you are the potter. We are all formed by Your hand

 

One of the most beautiful things about having a relationship God, His 3-in-1 perfect Trinity is His ever-presence.

We can seek His wisdom, His guidance, His love when working to accept our whole selves.

He is faithful, always providing a way to Himself (1 Corinthians 10:13).

With the help from God, here are 4 ways I have learned to adapt to my “thorn” of flightiness:

1) When I go to leave the house, I slow my roll and pause before closing the door. I ask myself, “Do I have my keys, my phone, my wallet?” If all answers are yes, I proceed to locking the door behind me. I may or may not be slightly brighter knowing I remembered everything. What tricks have you learned to cope with your “thorn”?

2) I choose to welcome reminders, rather than get defensive. On the whole, still working on this with my husband. When you get a reputation of being forgetful, sometimes those you love make assumptions based upon past behavior. So, respond in love because they love you and that’s why they are reminding 😊

3) Take advantage of available resources! Prayer is one of my go-to’s. Jesus is always available (1 Thessalonians 5:16-18). Then, our sons age 10 and 12 are young, strapping men with uncluttered minds. You might hear something like this in my car, “Who will remind me to stop at CVS and pick up the prescription after the book store?”

4) Be so very kind to yourself, even when others are not. Laughter lightens the soul. And grace. He gives it freely. Walk with Jesus and walk in the habit of being kind to yourself. Keep doing that and you will walk right yourself right out of the habit of self-criticism. If it is not kind, noble, lovely or praise-worthy, it is not borne from God. Leave it where it belongs: the trash!

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Blessing to all of you this day. Please consider sharing if anyone’s name popped up as you read. We are here to help each other with words that honor Him.
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10 thoughts on “FBS: It’s Just Me

  1. When I used to work at a clothing store, I would wake up in the middle of the night and wrack my brain trying to remember if I locked the door and set the alarm. I actually drove back to the store a few nights just in case. I eventually did “association”, and as I was locking the door I would notice something and say to myself “as I was locking the door, I saw a red car”. It helped so much!

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    • Thank you so much for being here. Yes, I know how being intentional makes a difference. I can imagine at the end of your night, you wanted to get home. Slowing my roll, as you describe, has helped along with just accepting me! Have a beautiful summer evening!

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  2. Ah my dear friend, we are so much more alike than I realized! I’m glad you penned a term for it! I will be using it henceforth with your permission 🙂 love this and love you! Thanks for the reminders not to get defensive. Sometimes it is a hard task to do so. Hugs.

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    • So glad I named something for you! In two earlier posts, I named it and many women resounded. You may certainly share the term, dear. Let me know if you want links to the older posts. In the meantime, I received those hugs and sending some back 🙂

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  3. This is hilarious! FBS, filghtiness, sound kinda cute when handled with humour as you do. Thank God for His grace and the love of those He has placed in our lives. And it’s true: even our mistakes often help to fulfill His purpose. Have a beautiful July, Julie, you and your family!

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  4. Kiokiokiokiokiokiokiokiokiokiokio…
    This feels so great! See me thinking I forget for a living. I think you beat me to my village and back!

    Thanks for sharing our flaw through God’s light. It feels a lot better.
    *winks*

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  5. Love this. It’s good to know someone has a FBS just because it’s a personality trait (but is it?) I can truly blame mine on chemo brain. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it. Even though I am -ahem- older. and maybe have a weak memory gene. It’s also good to know that these weaknesses allow us to depend on God more! I like that! As for keys, wallets and cell phones? I have adopted the excuse of being compulsive/obsessive when someone catches me triple checking for them before I lock myself out of the house or car. Big smiles! http://restginhisshadow.com/thats-my-story if you want another laugh. .

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    • Thank you for being here, April. FBS is just a term I have made up. I really did think it was temporary, at first. Now I can recall some of the flighty things my mom did, even before she started chemo! I will check out your story, dear, but probably not this weekend. My husband is a police officer and is off for these next couple days 🙂 Blessings to you and your body, Julie

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