Maybe you’re different, but it is very easy for me to pull up a negative remark that someone has said about me, or that someone has told me that someone else has said. Bring up a weak quality about myself and I can probably run through a catalogue of opinions/observations/comments that have been made, or that I perceive have been made about me over many years.
On the other hand, ask me to list my strengths and amnesia kicks in. I like to think that I am an encourager but first I filter that thought through everything that I have received about myself over the years and doubt even that. Why do we discount our areas of strength and give so much power to the weak places?
I have found a way to help me remember the positive aspects; it’s an Atta Girl folder. I have a manila folder in our hanging files of old tax filings and vet records that is just for me. It contains cards, notes, drawings and scrap pieces of paper that remind me who I am, or who I have been, to someone else. I also have a folder on my desktop for kind emails or comments received via computer.
Often it seems like I will receive one of these gems when I don’t really need it, but I know I will in the future. When a big bout of amnesia comes around, I have a folder I can open up and drink in, reminding me who I am. This also shows me the huge importance of speaking into others’ lives, telling each other what we see and how we have been helped. We all need to be reminded sometimes.