The Lady on the Plane

I flew from Seattle to Charlotte North Carolina today. It was a long flight, and I'm tired now.  I didn't really sleep on the plane, I never do. It's just not that comfortable. This plane was full too.
On the plane from Atlanta To Charlotte, I was in line to get to my seat, just like everybody else, and the lady behind me was continually banging her suitcase into my back.  She would hit me, and then she would say "Oh, sorry." Then, two seconds later, she would do the exact same thing! Now, I can understand someone doing a back bang in a crowded aisle once, even twice, but ten times? I didn't even pray for patience today, I woke too early for that, but I'm thinking God wanted to test me on it anyway. I was biting my tongue by number three.
Those back wounds are the worse, and I know I've given them. And, I say the exact same thing! "Oh, sorry." Then what do I do? Yup, you guess it,  the sad part is, I know I do it to God too. I do the very thing I don't want to do. Over, and over, and over again.
Jesus, forgive me. Jesus, thank you for your grace and for loving me so much. Jesus, keep on saying that again to me, your forgiveness, grace and love for me are endless.