ADHD isn't just forgetfulness. It's grief. It's shame. It's wondering why your brain is loud when the room is quiet and blank when someone needs an answer.
Some days, I’m a full-blown human pinball — bouncing from task to task, room to room, wall to wall, thought to thought. I knock things over without noticing, walk into a room three times without remembering why, and leave behind a breadcrumb trail of half-finished everything.
And before noon, I’ve usually created at least 7 separate messes, tripped over the same chair twice, lost my coffee (again), and mentally spiraled about all 47 of the unfinished things I swore I’d get done.
And honestly?
Some days it makes me want to scream.
Other days, I just sit in the wreckage, blinking at the mess — frozen, overstimulated, exhausted, and disappointed in myself for not “doing better.”
For not being “normal.”
But here’s the part I’m still learning to hold onto:
God’s grace doesn’t require me to be graceful.
It just asks me to show up.
Even if I’m late.
Even if I’m scattered.
Even if I’m five minutes into a prayer and already forgot what I was praying for.
Because He still sees me.
Not just as “messy” or “too much” or “lazy” or “undisciplined” —
But as His masterpiece.
Even on days when I feel more like a cautionary tale than a calling.
Sometimes after I spill something, or blank on a deadline, or forget to change the laundry for the third time and end up rewashing it at midnight—
I just sit there.
Staring.
Frozen in the silence.
And for a long time, I thought that made me broken.
Like my freeze response was just another failure.
But what if that stillness is sacred too?
What if sitting in the chaos for a moment —
Not fixing it, not pretending, just being there —
is its own kind of prayer?
A silent “Help me, Jesus.”
A quiet “I can’t, but I know You can.”
So if that’s where you are today —
Buried under a pile of to-dos and mental tabs,
Wondering why your brain feels like a browser with too many windows open and nothing loading properly…
Take a sacred pause.
Sit in the mess for a second.
Cry if you need to.
Laugh if you can.
Exhale.
And let yourself be held instead of just held together.
God isn’t tapping His watch.
He’s not impatient.
He’s not disappointed in you.
He’s sitting in the stillness too —
whispering,
“You’re not too much for Me.
You’re just enough.
Exactly as you are.”
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