Old lady lotto saga

A song to personify my disposition: Why (M2M)

Ok, don't you hate it when you're at the lights waiting to cross and you see you bus rapidly approaching. So you run across the road only to find that your Travel Ten has just run out, so you sprint into the nearby newsagent. Then as you stand at the counter waiting to be served you realise that the old lady in front of you is buying and checking her lotto results. And she seems to be oblivious to the fact that you're in a rush and your transaction will only take 3 seconds as opposed to her 10 minutes. In your mind you've got "stoopid old lady, can't you do your lotto somewhere else" going back and forth. Suddenly she turns to the cashier and says "why don't you serve the other people first cause they'll be quicker than I am". At this point you feel that you've just been the biggest A-hole in the world for thinking such evil thoughts about an innocent old lady who actually showed you courtesy while you were inwardly plotting her doom.

So even though I missed my bus, I felt all warm and fuzzy inside to know that there still are gracious people in this world. But I also sensed a welling up of guilt because I obviously wasn't one of them.

Thankyou LORD for the subtle rebuke...