I try to contain myself when I go to pick up my rental car and the counter-person informs me that I have been upgraded from a compact to a economy at no charge. The shrivers run down my leg with that word... I'm getting something that I did not pay for. Whoohoo! Even though I notice that all of the cars are economy models and there never were any compacts, I'm thrilled to receive an "upgrade." ( but the truth of the matter... the rental car is a Ford Focus ... not a BMW.)
But better yet is to hear that word at an airport check-in. I'm a seasoned traveler and have a fairly good understanding of seat selection on most airplanes. It's only taken me 14 years to unravel the code of the airlines. ( You know, the secret codes that represent the rules of the airlines. i.e. If you purchase a Y class on Tuesday and want to travel to Toledo, the fare may be $350. But if you purchase a K class on Tuesday you may travel to Toledo and Chicago for just $99, but you must return through Dallas before 5:00 PM on Saturday or you will be penalized.) After figuring out the best possible route and fare the challenge begins as I attempt to claim one of the coveted "exit-row" seats. I'm not going to tell you what seat number that is f because then I'll be competing with you too.
I've confirmed my seat and can now I rest knowing that I will be able to get on and off the airplane in the early boarding group. ( Why you ask? I'm not sure.... it has something to do with the rush of it all!)
And then it happens. A minute before boarding my name is paged. Oh dear. I hope and pray that there isn't a family emergency, but that always crosses my mind. I bravely walk to the ticket counter and identify myself. "Mrs. Sorrels, we have a seat for you in business class, but it is not an aisle seat. Would you like this upgrade?" I can feel my legs begin to wobble but I constrain myself trying desperately to act as if this is an everyday occurrence. "Sure, that would be great. Thanks," But inside, I can feel the cheer begin. I won! I get something better. Something that I didn't pay for. I won't need to cram into that old exit row seat, I'll lounge in a "pod." I won't be eating just airplane food, I'll be served better than average airplane food.
Although it's free... it really isn't. I've flown over a million miles to get this free upgrade. Once.
Jesus asked me if I wanted an upgrade. "Would you like forever-lasting life, along with grace, goodness, kindness, peace and righteousness? It doesn't take a million miles and it is available to everyone. Would you like this upgrade? " "I tell you the truth, anyone who believes (in Him) has eternal life. Yes, I am the bread of life!" John 6:46-48 I constrain myself, yet the cheer has begun!