A lot of crazy thoughts and words drop off the tip of my daily writing instrument. Sometimes a simple entry can shape the rest of the day. Especially when the chicken scratch left on the page asks what seems to be a simple question but this one comes with weight. Are preachers travel agents? I watch and listen to a long list of spiritually driven men and women who know in their hearts that there's this place where everything will be brilliantly landscaped with love, forgiveness, compassion, no sickness or pain. They sell it! I'm not in question or doubt. I'm just seeing something that most don't want to talk about. With so many huge volunteering hours and dollars dropped in the plate, I've talked with multiple many that feel entitled. They believe they're getting the best seat on the boat as it sails into Heaven. Long gone will be your human form but what if what you were sold doesn't live up to the expectation? God's gonna give you this! You're going to receive that! You are guaranteed! I love those odds. The agent said, "Guaranteed." Then I'm reminded of how the J man rode a donkey into town. He didn't want to look greater or better than. Feeling entitled is a scary place. I know a lot of car dealerships that couldn't live up to their 100,000 mile warranties. It didn't matter how much they backed it up the vehicle that brought you into the present wasn't living up to what you were sold. Break that down. Being a student of Christ is a brilliant walk in life. Know that you will be challenged and there will be change. Know it's about serving his plan and purpose and not how you arrive. Be the donkey. Carry wisdom forward by way of truth.