Spoiled

I am a spoiled brat in the playroom of America, surrounded by luxurious toys (cellphones, computers, etc). I do not have to worry about food or clean water, I am safe and secure. I am rich in comparison to the rest of the world. But I am not allowed "this". My infant mind cannot understand, I want "this" so give me "this".
Father says not now.
I throw a fit, flinging myself to the floor, I want "this".
No is the answer.
But...no....but...no...but...NO.
Father walks over, standing in front of me.
No, and stand up.
sulking I stand and walk to Him.
I know not to try the bribes, the I will be good if You give me this. He sees past that.
Sadly I say I want "this", though now without the temper, without the flailing.
He looks as me kindly and says no.
My childheart breaks at the declination of "this"
But a good Father knows he cannot give into a child who throws a tantrum, it will not benefit the child at all. A good father does what is best for his children. He says no when need be.

Will I ever get "this"?
"this" is not the problem, my reactions to the Father when He declines my wants is.
Maybe I will get "this" in the future. For now I need to rejoice in the blessing I do have.

Lord I want "this", You know my heart. I will not try to hide it from You. Please help me to not let "this' become more important than pleasing You and following Your law, accepting the no when it comes from You. Help me to give "this" over to You, oh Lord, my Savior and my God.