Maybe it’s this way with every person, but I’m one of those people who hates getting told when I’ve done wrong. I hate being corrected, I hate being checked up on, I hate being “advised.” Rarely do I willingly accept and welcome personal criticism or critique. It just completely rubs me the wrong way, and if I let it, it can totally ruin my demeanor.
But isn’t it funny how I hate a thing I most desperately need?
I am so flawed, dear readers. I am petty and selfish, my own interests come first, and no matter how hard I try, harsh words fly from my lips as though I’m a walking dictionary of sarcastic phrases. I’m lazy and a procrastinator, my vanity runs rampant, and I forget everything that doesn’t seem important to me.
But how can I ever hope to improve if I’m not willing to be corrected? I’m willing to admit I need correction, but I’m not willing to accept it. God wants to help me improve, and He has put several people in my life that He uses to guide me. But I fight them. I’m fine. I don’t need help. There’s nothing wrong with how I do things.
I’ve recently been doing a study called The Mind of Christ. One of the characteristics of a Christ-like mind is “lowly.” That word struck me hard. Lowly. Humble. Meek. My heart sunk when I realized I am far from lowly. But in order to correct these faults that daily taunt me with their fierceness, I must humble myself and be willing to receive the discipline and instruction only God can give. If I don’t, I will never change.
“ Do nothing from selfishness or empty conceit, but with humility of mind regard one another as more important than yourselves.” – Philippians 2:3
I am flawed, dear readers. But I serve a flawless God. And only with His help can this selfish, stubborn girl become the serving, lowly follower of Christ she so desperately needs to be.
If you’re struggling with this as well, let me know and as I walk this journey, I will keep you in my prayers as you walk it, too.
(Happy first day of February, everyone. Love you.)