I just had a conversation with a dear friend of mine. With a smile on her face she told me that she had a bone to pick with me. I asked her what it was. She said that she felt that I had gone to far in my graphic description of how dirty people's feet can be during my Maunday Thursday sermon on Jesus' washing his disciples' feet.
I was so touched that she cared enough to tell me this personally. She did it in a way that showed her concern for the integrity of our relationship and for me as a pastor/speaker. Because of the love in her approach, and because of the candid nature of the confrontation, I didn't feel threatened by her rebuke. I actually felt loved by a friend who cared about me enough to be honest.
Therefore, having put away falsehood, let each one of you speak the truth with is neighbor, for we are members one of another. (Ephesians 4:25)