In my life, I have found three places that give me a deep sense of the presence of God: 1) A scenic mountain with lovely forests; 2) A tranquil beach under a blue sky; 3) And the passenger seat of Roger’s red car.
You see, my friend Roger drives like a mad man. Once he starts driving, those riding with him instinctively reach for their wallets and tearfully kiss the photos of their loved ones.
Every time I ride with him, my prayer life is enhanced. Deepened. Invigorated. It feels as though Heaven becomes so near to my soul.
One fateful day, I was riding with him again. We were blazing through a highway like a cruise missile. Roger looked at me and said, “Bo, I have good news and bad news for you.”
“What’s the good news?” I inquired between my Hail Mary’s.
“We’re efficiently moving at an average speed of 140 kph.”
Involuntary spasms shot through my body. “Are you trying to tell me that we’ll be arriving at our destination in no time?”
“That’s the bad news…”
“What?”
“We’re lost. I have no idea where we are.”
“Stop this car NOW!” I screamed.
We screeched to a halt, asked around, got info, and turned back: We were efficiently and swiftly driving towards the opposite direction. At 140 kph!
I realize that’s no isolated incident among human beings. We’re prone to commit the same idiocy: We get busy, do a million things, hop here and there, move fast, get efficient.
But gosh, efficiently going where?
What are your highest dreams, anyway?
Your deepest aspirations?
What do you think will give you gut-level, soul-deep joy?
Stop for awhile.
Take a break.
Retreat.
Listen well.
Pray desperately.
Read a map of life.
Know His dreams for you.
When I was thirteen years old, I saw myself doing two things: preaching to a crowd of people and helping the poor. After many years, those two dreams are reality.
Each Sunday, I preach to 15,000 people every Sunday. I’m also an author with 36 books and counting.
Almost 20 years ago, we built ANAWIM, our home for the abandoned elderly. I’ve also partnered with other ministries for the poor–orphanages, centers for pregnant women in crisis, home for sexually abused children, scholarships for poor kids, etc.
I’ve made a decision.
I’m not riding with Roger again until I’m 80. (No matter how much he assists me with my spiritual life.)
Because I think I still have a few more God-Dreams to fulfill.
Stop the rush. Stop and ask for directions. Ask the deeper questions. Where do you really want to go?
I know you have many more God-Dreams to fulfill.
May your dreams come true,
Bo Sanchez
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