Are we there yet?

"Are we there yet?"
It's the question I keep calling out from the backseat of my troubles.

Don't you ever wonder when you're going to get there, wherever 'there' is for you?
Aren't we all like the notorious backseat driver at times?
"God, turn here!" or "Hey, slow down!" Or "God, faster, we're going to be late!"
Our desire to control our destination overrules our trust in the driver's capabilities.
Or maybe we are sure of our destination but concerned about the route He's taking us?
We want to get there fast and He's taking the scenic route. We wanted the beach but we're spending time in the desert.
Or sometimes we get frustrated when our mode of transportation goes from a Maserati to a covered wagon or vice versa?
When our pace of life changes without warning and without permission, it takes some time to readjust.

I'm finding that the journey I'm on is right where God wants me.
All the sights I've seen, from the most majestic views to the dirtiest of pit stops, are all part of the ride.
Sure, I've created my own detours, but He uses those too.
I've learned to value the journey. Yes, all of it.
Knowing He's with me has made all the difference.
Pushing through some painful experiences has provided more faith, more confidence, more strength for the journey ahead.

So I ask you this, If life's supposed to be a journey, then is the ride itself our actual destination?
I truly believe so.
I can't get where I'm going without the process of getting there!
I believe God celebrates each step.
Grumbling from the backseat only results in one thing...
I believe God is forced to pull the car over and administer some discipline!

So, not only will I trust God with the destination, I'll also trust Him with the journey.
Who knows, maybe I'll even learn to roll down the windows, take my shoes off and turn up the radio!
I might as well enjoy the ride!

And just so you know, the answer to my question from earlier is...
"We'll get there when we get there!"