My kid brother, J, has long been considered a genius. The internet IQ (intelligence quotient) tests top out at 180 and that was his score. Another IQ test measured, I believe 184. (The average IQ is around 100 and, according to what I have researched, Albert Einstein is thought to have had an IQ of 160.) Wanting to see if he is truly as smart as he thinks he is he took the Mensa test and confirmed it; 98-99th percentile.
No, his head is not shaped like The Brain or Elmer Fudd . Actually, he’s a very good looking guy – tats and all.
While J’s IQ is higher than mine, I know that I am not dumb. My intelligence was always a point of pride. Then, it happened: my memory just isn’t what it used to be.
Early onset Alzheimer’s? No. Perimenopause? Partly. Stress? Partly. Getting older? Yes. My brain is full? Not quite.
Whatever the reason, I was so very upset. Then I realized it was a blessing in a way. No longer did I feel I had to have all the answers. When people look to me for an answer, I don’t have to have it!
Now, it is bothering me again. My friend, A, tells me not to analyze it. If God wants me to know the answer He will tell me (I’ve been thinking it may be a spiritual attack).
In Ecclesiastes, Solomon states, "Meaningless! Meanlingless!…Utterly meaningless! Everthing is meaningless!" Throughout the book, Solomon seeks the answer to what truly matters in life.
"Now all has been heard; here is the conclusion of the matter:
Fear God and keep His commandments, for this is the whole duty of man. For God will bring every deed into judgement including every hidden thing, whether it is good or evil."
If I do good deeds or use my intelligence for a thumbs from the world it is meaningless. Unless I do it in God’s name and for His pleasure, not mine, I might as well stay home.
Every gift or special talent we have such as artistic, linguistic, "love, joy, peace, patience, kindness goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control,"(Galations 5:22, 23), wisdom, strength, everything is a gift from God. "Let us not become conceited, provoking and envying each other." (Galations 5:26)
I can not boast about any talent I might have because it is not mine other than that God entrusted it to me for His glory!
Whether or not my memory becomes acute again, I must trust that God is in control. In the meantime, I will try to use my other gifts, through the spirit and in the name of Jesus Christ to further His kingdom.
What special talent do you have? Come on. Everyone has at least one. I can roll my tongue like an oyster shell. I’m very good at writing eulogies. Oh, and I can sing and harmonize.
What special talent would you like to have? Once again, I want to learn to play the piano.
Were you "forced" by your parents to take music lessons when you were a kid? No. We didn’t have the money for that. However, my mom found it in the budget for me to take flute lessons in school for a while.
What is something you used to do that you would like to take up again? Maybe skiing. Driving very fast – that would have to be on a track, though. I love to put the pedal to the metal!
What were you "born" doing? Asking questions. Lots and lots of questions and I haven’t stopped since.
Thanks for the prayers for my m-i-l. She is recuperating slowly but surely from her surgery.
Have a wonderful weekend and ponder your special gifts…..g