“He brought me out to a wide-open space; He rescued me because He delighted in me” (2 Samuel 22:20).
Wedged into the middle seat on a flight from Nashville to New Orleans recently, the thought occurred to me that if a person were claustrophobic, he would run screaming from this plane.
The Southwest flight was completely sold-out and several times the flight attendant announced that all the overhead bins were filled and other passengers would have to check their baggage. I managed to squeeze in between two full grown men, which meant our shoulders were practically bumping. The one hour ten minute flight ends up taking another half-hour because we board early in order to wedge everyone into this sardine can.
Tight spaces. It’s a way of life these days.