jesus loves me

this is how i know-

i love the window seat on flights. and every flight i've been on in the past few years, without any maneuvering of my own when booking the seats, i've been assigned a window seat. and each time as i sit there by my window, looking out at the world, sleeping against it, reveling in the freedom it gives that side of my body whereas the other side has to be on its best behavior, i say to myself with a smile, "this is how much God loves me."

so, i got to the airport, got my tickets and i saw that for my baltimore to chicago flight i was in 27A and for chicago to shanghai i was in 58B. having flown more times than i would prefer, i knew upon looking at my tickets that my first flight, the puny, manageable one hour flight, i had a window seat, whereas the dreadfully long thirteen hour flight, i would be stuck, squeezed, sqmooshed in the middle- when it comes to flying, the letter B is not your friend.

UA507- baltimore to chicago: and so the journey began. i buckled myself into 27A, leaned my head against the window to make the most of it. by the time we took off, not only was there no one sitting in 27B, there was no one in 27C either- i had the whole entire row to myself! it was quite the sweet deal but i couldn't help being a little frustrated that this wasn't the seating arrangement for the thirteen hour-er. but i was a little too sleepy from my save-up-sleepiness-for-the-long-flight-all-nighter to really be too bothered.

UA835- chicago to shanghai: 58 is a big number. i walked past rows and rows of seats, each one confirming that seat B was stuck in the middle. i could only hope that maybe it wasn't a full flight and there would either be no one next to me or a row available for me to conquer. but then! i got to 58B and lo, and behold, it was a window seat! now you may be asking, how can this be? well, starting from row, yes, you better believe it, fifty-eight, the rows became indented into two-seat rows to accommodate the curve of the plane, doing away with seat A, and giving me a glorious window seat-
this is how much God loves me ♥

why, hello jetlag. i'm thinking it's bedtime.

oh the beauty of it all- home.