Nowhere else in this world would I, for the life of me, take someone flatly telling me to "Shut up!" when there was not a hint of joking involved. Yet here I calmly take it in silence at least once a week. Very often more often than that.
Why?
My conclusion is that I have either lost my backbone completely and no longer have a sense of self significance, Or I am a candidate for sainthood. Because trust me, some of these times it is a pure miracle that I keep my mouth shut and retreat behind my wall of self-protection, instead of going off.
Christianity is in the reactions...