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Do I have anything in my teeth?

Last week I stumbled across my college résumé and discovered a foolish typo, repeated twice in the document.

I was absolutely dumbfounded when I came across this error because I had spent HOURS revising this document in college --the fact that I missed this error not just once but twice made me wonder.. Why the heck did it take me three years to realize this?

Truth is, I never asked for a second eye to proofread or provide feedback, because I felt like I knew what I was doing. I had spent hours reading guides and gone through rounds of revisions that I felt extremely confident, maybe even invincible. When I discovered my error however, I deeply regretted not asking for feedback earlier--and felt foolish for having such (faulty) confidence prior.


My pride often hinders me from asking for input and hearing the truth. After a handful of experiences like this where my thinking or knowledge was proven to be faulty however, I am learning to embrace feedback.
“Leaders who refuse to listen will eventually be surrounded by people who have nothing to say.”
I cringe every time I ask things like, 'Have I hurt you in any way? How can I be a better sister, daughter, co-worker, or friend?', but am thankful for the people--above, next to, and below--who are willing to tell me about the spinach in my teeth despite the things at stake.

When I ass-u-me, I really do end up making an fool of myself and others.

God give me a humble and teachable heart that invites people in to challenge me, and grow me as one that could speak with wisdom in such a time as this. We need more Mordecai's in our lives who will speak the truth in love.

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