I used to not like it when I'm corrected. I wanted to be around people who like me and everything about me, which is of course not possible. Now I wonder how many of them were tactfully dishonest with me.
Being corrected is still not the best feeling in the world but I'm so thankful that God changed my heart. I'm now more open and less aggressive and defensive when I am corrected. And I no longer do the pointing game.
I'm fortunate to have wonderful people who are brutally honest, not because they get a kick out of criticizing me or because they want to lift themselves up. They speak with unapologetic honesty because they want me: to know the truth, to grow, and to be back on the right path. All these they do with love. No callous pointing, just speaking the truth because of love, out of love and with love.
❤️
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