Though criticism has been my life long companion, I do not handle it well. My lying heart tells me it is all truth, when in fact---it is merely an opinion of another--and not necessarily fact. My life long journey through the maze of what you have done, said, or written wrong has- at times--ruled my opinion of myself. I give far too much credit to the words of some other flawed and less than perfect human being.
I am taking a page from the Anne Voskamp theology, and consciously concentrating on all the blessings in my life. As I journal every day, a part of my evening examen is writing down at least one blessing God has gifted me with today. In the mornings as I begin my day with time with the Author of All Great Things, I am writing a reminder of who I am to Him. I am not of the persuasion that by setting our intention to have a wonderful day --it will happen. I am convinced no matter how the day plays out---He is constantly by my side. Directing my thoughts to whom God is and who I am to Him--can only serve to improve my attitude about what the day brings.
S0-when the criticism comes---and it will---I will remember silence is worse. At least when I am criticized someone is acknowledging my presence--my thoughts and my words. And I will remember the criticism is only an opinion from one as beautifully flawed as me. The One who is most important has already told me what He thinks of me--and it is all good.