The Entitled Traveler

Jane is never entitled...but she easily could be :0)

It wasn't going to fit...obviously. Carry on suitcases simply don't fit in certain planes.
"We can gate check that for you." The stewardess offered.
"Well, they said it was my choice." The entitled traveler responded by cramming her suitcase under the seat in front of her -- taking both her leg space and her seatmate's.
"That's not going to work." The seatmate gestured at the lack of space.
Eventually the stewardess reassigned the woman with suitcase-separation anxiety to the back of the commuter flight where she could freely monopolize an entire row (i.e. 2 seats).
At 6 am, the whole situation really irritated me...until I realized I am just like her. We all think we are entitled and more specifically, live entitled.
IF I didn't, I wouldn't get angry when the line moves slowly, or a service project takes longer than expected.
IF I didn't, I wouldn't complain that I am hungry or tired.
IF I didn't, I wouldn't pray whiny prayers when I get sick or can't get life to go my way.
IF I wasn't entitled, I would always be patient and gentle. But instead, I am like my annoying fellow traveler: I deserve what I want, now.

Dear Savior,
You know everything. You know what I deserve, I do not want. I deserve death and punishment and separation from You forever. Please teach my heart that every good thing I have and experience is from You and for You glory. In Christ's name, Amen

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