Dude, Where’s My Car?

It’s sort of ironic. 92% of the people who live on planet earth do not own a vehicle of any kind. Yet… probably around 92% of everyone I know… has a car. It may not be a BMW, but they have four wheels. The wheels might fall off from time to time, but they at least have something to get fixed.96% of the world doesn’t own a computer. I’m pretty confident saying that 96% of the people I know have a computer in the palm of their hand.

I remember when I was on the other end of this statistic. It wasn’t that long ago that I had no wheels. In fact, while in college, I borrowed over 45 different cars. [Ya boy has got some really good friends.] I got to a place where I wanted a car so bad that it consumed my prayer life. And can I tell you, my prayers were goooood. I kept them low key. I wasn’t praying for an Escalade. I prayed for 4 wheels. And air conditioning. [I live in Dallas you know. Next door to Hades.] I “seeked first the kingdom”. I gave extra in offerings. I threw the key hash tag to getting your prayers answered on the prayer: #ifitbeyourwillGod. I did everything I could spiritually think of to position myself to get a car and honestly go to a place with my God where I said, “Dude… where. is. my. car?”

It’s way bigger than the car. Essentially, the question becomes what do you do when you are flat out spiritually frustrated? Like for the woman who’s been trying to have a baby, or the young man who’s been looking for Mrs. Right, or the girl who’s waiting for the pain to simply go away, or for the guy who’s been waiting years for the right job to open up, or for the patient who’s been battling cancer… They have to get a place with their God where they wonder: Dude, where’s my baby? Where’s my bride? Where’s my perfect job? Where’s my healing?

I could attempt to answer these questions, but I don’t know that it would change anything. What I offer you today is actually another question: Dude, where. are. You? If we can answer this question, it changes all the others. Because if your God responds with a resounding, “I’m right here. Next to you. With you. And I have no plans of leaving”, then what obstacle exist that you can’t face? And who knows, what if he ask you the same question?