I don’t know…

O LORD, I call to you; come quickly to me.
Hear my voice when I call to you.

May my prayer be set before you like incense;
may the lifting up of my hands be like the evening sacrifice.

Set a guard over my mouth, O LORD;
keep watch over the door of my lips.

Let not my heart be drawn to what is evil,
to take part in wicked deeds
with men who are evildoers;
let me not eat of their delicacies.

Let a righteous man strike me—it is a kindness;
let him rebuke me—it is oil on my head.
My head will not refuse it.
(Psalms 141:1-5)

Why is it that I say I want to receive righteous correction and I say I want to be held in check…but when I hear criticism I’m inclined to defend myself? If tonight’s words were truly given in love…if it’s truly righteous in intent…I pray that my heart will change to hear and listen.