The Inner Critic
All of us have an accusing voice—a nagging, troublesome conscience or tormenting memories. As one friend said, “We know the voice and it’s with us every day. That inner censor makes its presence known repeatedly—especially when we’re in a low spot.”
Too often we listen and sink even lower, thereby endowing that detractor with the power to steal our joy and rob us of peace. Our self-faultfinder thrives in our tender places—those vulnerable spots and uncertainties. It’s where we store our shame and embarrassments.
In recent years, I’ve learned to rise above that condemnation.
First, I talk to the judgmental voice. Instead of fighting it, I say, “Yes, I failed to . . .” or “I’m still embarrassed over . . .”
Second, I remind myself that God forgives me, no matter what I’ve done (or didn’t do). I say, “God has forgiven me, so you don’t have to keep tormenting me.” Then I add, “Besides that, I forgive Cec.”
Third, I say to my inner critic, “Thank you for reminding me and, with God’s help, I won’t fail in that area again.”
Recently, I spoke harshly to a friend and immediately apologized. That sneaky voice whispered, “You failed at this before. Remember?”
I laughed and said, “I distinctly remember forgetting. Besides, Psalm 103:12 reads, ‘As far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us.’ That means it’s gone and you can’t bring it up again.”
I honestly do it that way. Maybe it won’t work for you, but it might be worth trying.
