What would you do if God pulled up in front of your house in a muddy Jeep and asked you to climb in? Would you question if it was really God? Would you mutter a long list of excuses for why you couldn’t join Him that particular day? Would you go back into the house and take medication, for this surely must be a hallucination? Would you suggest some other person that is obviously more qualified to ride shotgun with God? Forget about it… shut up, get in the jeep and… well… you know.