This week is a guest post from my beautiful and brave friend Lindsey from Walls2Wings. She graciously opened up and shared this with me. Enjoy! ~Hilary
I grew up in a very conservative church, and saying the “m”
word (medication) was frowned upon, especially if it had to do with an “emotional”
diagnosis, but I knew it was time to share a portion of my story when stumbling
upon sweet Hilary’s request for guest posts.
In 2011, I was
officially diagnosed with ADD, and by being courageously transparent I hope to
bring awareness and encouragement to others who may struggle.
On a late November morning, I called my sister with tear
filled eyes asking, “So, this is what “normal” feels like?” After all, it was a
day of many firsts - my first dose of medication, the first time in 33 years
it was “quiet,” the first time I could relax, and the first time I could focus
and pay attention, despite interruption.
I was accustomed to
living life in constant noisy static with jittery jumping beans having a
party in my brain, using tremendous amounts of energy attempting to hold it
together, but losing it when “too much was too much.”
I had no idea, nor did I think about the possibility of
having ADD, until my son’s doctor mentioned it could very well be hereditary.
He jokingly asked, “Okay, which one of you shared”? Pfff…I, without thinking,
of course, pointed to my husband. Me,
have ADD? No way.
Reality hit though after I spoke with those closest to me
about the possibility. The overall response was “I thought you knew you did.” “I wasn’t serious when I said it,” I replied laughingly.
Although, after thinking about it, indeed I was,the queen
of being aloof, awesome at tuning out anything uninteresting, perfect at
focusing on what I loved, procrastinating or not doing what was “boring” or
“mundane” (a.k.a laundry, and such), easily overwhelmed in chaotic places, and
brilliant at interrupting because I had to get it out right then, or I’d
forget…the list goes on.
The medical definition given by the American
Psychological Association states that ADD/ADHD,” is a behavioral
condition that makes focusing on everyday requests and routines challenging.
People with ADHD typically have trouble getting organized, staying focused,
making realistic plans and thinking before acting. They may be fidgety, noisy
and unable to adapt to changing situations.”
As the diagnosis of ADD/ADHD came to fruition, I had other
Christians discourage me from discussing it because “God is healer,” and if I
talked about it, I was claiming it. I have never been one to doubt God’s
healing ability, and I asked, even begged with tears, for God to make my brain
“normal” and take the struggles away.
I am reminded though of the difficulty the Apostle Paul endured in 2
Corinthians 12:7-10 (NASB), which says:
"Because of the surpassing greatness of the revelations,
for this reason, to keep me from exalting myself, there was given me a thorn in
the flesh, a messenger of Satan to torment me—to keep me from exalting myself! Concerning this I implored the Lord three times that it might leave me. And
He has said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in
weakness.' Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, so
that the power of Christ may dwell in me. Therefore I am well content with
weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, with difficulties,
for Christ’s sake; for when I am weak, then I am strong."
The lessons I’ve learned through the “thorn” of ADD are…
* The calling to write, speak, teach, and memorize scripture demands my brain to function where it is weakest, but relying on HIS strength makes it possible while removing self-reliance and self-crediting. If I desire to fulfill the entrusted gifts of God, the “thorn” is a reminder of humble dependence, which keeps my ears and heart open to his voice.
* The areas of weakness serve as a conduit or passageway for
God’s power and glory, in turn, pointing others to Him and away from me. It
serves as an amazing testimony of the greatness of our God.
* Identifying with Christ means acquainting ourselves with
weakness, insult, and distress. He is the ultimate example and because of his
death, burial and resurrection, strength and equipping are available.
The verse, Philippians 4:13 (NASB), also written by the
Apostle Paul and one I keep close to my heart marks this truth and states, “I
can do all things through Him (Christ) who strengthens me”.
I want to leave something before I go, so please remember
this...
There are no mistakes in God’s kingdom, and despite
difficulty, it is entirely possible to do, be, and become whom you were created
to be, despite a diagnosis or other difficulties. Leaning on HIM, produces a
sweet intimacy which makes the prickly stress worth the pain. Hardships are blank canvases set and ready
to be painted with a beautiful display of grace and strength by our Heavenly
Father.
You are a Masterpiece, ready to display the wonder and
majesty of our God.
God is the ultimate healer, and His capability far exceeds
any we’ve seen. If healing hasn’t come, seek him and you’ll find him in the
midst of your pain. He will provide strength and clarity where you sit because
he never abandons one of his own no matter the circumstance.
Be Encouraged with MUCH LOVE and BLESSINGS!
~ Lindsey
Lindsey is Jesus lovin', vintage treasure huntin', turquoise
adorin', Tennessee girl! Her passion is to teach, write, and speak into the
lives of women the unfailing Love of Jesus Christ,and ignite a passion for
God's word within their hearts. She is a wife, mother, nurse, and blog writer
for The Walls2Wings Blog, https://www.walls2wings.com. You can also follow her on Facebook at www.facebook.com/wallstowingsblog.
Love this post!!
ReplyDeleteSo glad you shared this!
ReplyDeleteWhat a testimony Lindsey!! Thanks for having her here Hillary.
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