I hung up on a telemarketer last night.
I could tell as soon as I answered the phone that it was a telemarketer. I could hear the sounds of phones ringing and other people talking in the background as soon as I said, “Hello.”
On the other end of the line, a voice said, “Uh, yeah, is Mr….(shuffling of papers in the background)…Bybee there?”
Maybe I just didn’t feel like summoning up the energy to politely listen while he went through his whole spiel. Maybe it ticked me off that he didn’t know my name right off the bat. Maybe it was a combination of both. But as soon as he finished asking for me, I just hung up on him.
And as soon as I did, you know what popped in my mind?
“It is not rude.”
1 Corinthians 13:5.
I’m not sure if I’m doing any better with this whole resolution thing, but I will say this: I’m becoming more cognizant of the times when I get it wrong.