"You are his cheeseburger,
his precious cheeseburger.
He'll wait for you, yeah
he'll wait for you..."
--Veggie Tales, "His Cheeseburger"
Dubbed a "love song from Mr. Lunt," the main character in this silly refrain, which happens to be a plump butternut squash, arrives at a make-believe fast-food joint just in time for closing. The squash politely asks the waitress for his favorite meal, a cheeseburger and milkshake. Unable to fulfill the request due to the lateness of the hour, she asks for him to come back the next morning.
Not to be undone, the squash is undaunted. The song builds in momentum as it races to his proclaimation: "He said, 'I am extremely hungry,' " it crescendoes, "but I guess I can wait until then!" Funny imagery, it seems--having vegetables parading about as people, proclaiming their madness for cheeseburgers. But it comes with a point: Clearly this song from Veggie Tales is all about waiting.
You see, Butternut Squash had a need even before he pulled through the Drive-Thru at Burger Bell that night--a need that mirrors our own and that, one could argue, is humanity's most profound: desire. We are insatiable, we humans. We are the creators and inhalers of everything consumable; and yet the consumption of whatever it be--be it food, wine, entertainment, companionship--is never enough.
This wild thirst is not without purpose, however. It was God's design in the first place. "Delight yourself in the LORD..." Psalm 37 boldly proclaims, "and He shall give you the desires of your heart." In another place the Scripture reads, "You open Your hand and satisfy the desires of every living thing" (Ps. 145:16 NKJV). This deep yearning was meant to be filled, though only by means of one thing: God's timing.
Butternut Squash knew about the timing of God, which is why he was willing to wait--at least at first. He decided to patiently count down the moments until 10 a.m. the next morning when he could indulge in his cheeseburger without fear of sanction. And he al-most made it. Sitting there in the drive-thru continuing to yearn for what he couldn't yet have, he spies a billboard for another restaurant. Ah, breakfast! A chance to fill his desire and still leave room for lunch.
Ultimately, he didn't wait.
And that's the question that I have to ask myself. Am I willing to wait, even in the middle of my hunger? Am I willing to watch my desires slowly drift away, knowing that somehow if I trust God they won't drift too far from His reach?
I've made up my mind on this issue: I won't go around His timing. So I sit here tonight counting down the minutes until it's 10 a.m. and I can indulge in my cheeseburger without fear of sanction.