Random Robby Ramblings

 My car and I are in a long-term relationship—mostly because I can’t afford to break up.

My car runs on faith… and occasionally jumper cables.

The check engine light came on—so I opened the hood and checked. Yep, engine’s still there.

My driving scares my GPS—it told me to turn left, then whispered “good luck.”

A radiator is essentially a vital organ to a car, so it’s kinda weird that the town in the movie Cars is called “Radiator Springs”. That’s like humans having a city called “Liver Pool.”

New Teslas don’t come with a new car smell. They come with an Elon Musk.

While driving to work, robbers jumped into my car and stole everything. They were pirates of the car I be in.

If you run in front of a car you’ll get tired… But if you run behind the car you’ll get exhausted

My first day as a car salesman…Customer said: Cargo space?
Me: Car no do that. Car no fly.
Manager: Can I see you in my office?

 Moses and the First GPS
Did you know Moses had the first GPS?
Yeah—pillar of cloud by day, fire by night.
Only downside?
It recalculated for 40 years.

The Mechanic’s Sermon
I asked my mechanic if he believed in original sin.
He said, “Of course. Ever seen a teenager’s first car?”
Then he paused and said,
“Redemption takes time… and usually a new transmission.”

A cop pulls a car over for going 20 mph on the highway

The driver is a little old lady, and there are two old ladies in the back seat.

The cop asks, “Why were you driving just 20 miles per hour?”

The old lady responds, “I was just going the posted speed limit!” and points to a sign up ahead.

The cop smiles and says, “That’s not the speed limit sign, that’s the sign for this highway — Route 20!”

One of the old ladies in the back gasps out, “We tried to tell you, Eugenia!”

The cop takes another look at the old women in the back and sees that they are wide-eyed and disheveled. One of them is tightly gripping the door handle.

“What’s the matter?” the cop asks.

She responds, “We just came off of Interstate I-95.”

A very handsome man gets into a terrible car accident….

The doctors save his life, but he loses one eye. Before a nice glass one can be fitted, he is temporarily given a wooden eye.

The man becomes very depressed because of his eye loss and sits at home, moping around. Eventually his friends come over and drag him out to a bar to try and cheer him up. While at the bar, he’s still just sitting there looking depressed, not really talking. One of his friends suggests he tries to talk to a cute girl who seems alone at the bar.

“No, she’ll never go for a man with a wooden eye,” the man says.

“Okay, how about that girl over there?” His friend responds. “She has a really big nose”.

The man walks over to the girl and asks, “Would you like to dance?”

Very excited, and shocked, to be asked to dance by such an attractive man, the woman responses “Would, I?! Would I?!”

To which the man quickly responds “Big nose! Big nose!”

“Out of Alignment” – A Car Devotional

Scripture:

“Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight.”
— Proverbs 3:5–6

It started small. My car just had a slight pull to the right. Barely noticeable. I’d let go of the wheel for a second, and it would drift—nothing dangerous, just a little off. I shrugged it off like most people do: “It’s just the road,” I thought. “Nothing major.”

But as the days went by, I found myself constantly adjusting—always correcting. Every mile was just a little more tiring, a little more work. Driving became tense. My shoulders hurt. The steering wheel felt like a fight.

Eventually, I gave in and took it to the shop. The mechanic didn’t take long.

“You’re out of alignment,” he said, almost casually.
“One pothole, one bad hit on the curb… that’s all it takes.”

He hooked up the car to his machine, ran a few adjustments, and then handed it back.
The first time I drove it after that… wow.
Smooth. Effortless. Straight.

It felt like the car had been healed.

Later that day, while driving in peace for the first time in weeks, I heard the Lord whisper something gently into my heart:

“You do this too, you know.”

I paused.

“You keep drifting. You keep fighting life. You think it’s just the road or the wind, but really… you’re out of alignment with Me.”

That hit deep.

See, in our spiritual lives, we can go out of alignment the same way a car does—subtly, gradually. One pothole of disappointment. One unexpected bump of offense. One curbside comment that scrapes your heart. And just like that, you start pulling—pulling toward worry, pulling toward control, pulling toward old habits or bitterness.

And the scary part is… it feels normal.

You get used to it.
You tell yourself, “This is just life.”
You learn to live tired. Constantly correcting. Spiritually fatigued.
But what you really need is a realignment—not of your tires, but of your trust.

The beautiful thing is that God doesn’t rebuke us when we come into the shop. He welcomes us.

He doesn’t say,
“You again?”
He says,
“Let Me handle it.”

And when we submit ourselves to His wisdom—when we let go of our own understanding and allow Him to direct our paths—something shifts. We stop striving. We stop fighting the wheel. Our spiritual life starts to feel like it was meant to be: steady, aligned, and guided by His hand.

Reflection:
Where in your life do you feel that subtle drift?
What are the small “potholes” that may have knocked your heart out of alignment?
What would it look like to surrender the wheel again and let God do the adjusting?