2 am. The map lights up with all the drunk people getting kicked out of bars. And there’s the occasional stripper who needs a ride home. But that’s when they talk the most. I know most drivers don’t talk to the passengers, but I don’t do this for the money. She spills her guts about the frustrations dealing with all the other jealous strippers. I share my testimony about how I quit my engineering job to become a pastor.
I dropped off a group going to a “Friendsgiving.” I hate millennials, like the Babyboomers hated us X-Gens. I can talk about anything with anyone, except millenials, because they’re always buried in their smartphones. They only look up to say, “Can I charge my phone?” Almost always, they’re unaware that I’ve arrived at their destination. “We’re here!” and then they look up. I should just drive around and around the block to rack up the fare until they notice, but I’m a Christian.
He gave me $120 so I wouldn't tell his girlfriend I dropped him off at a motel. I can only guess what he's gonna do there.
All the members of this rich family hire her (full-time) to buy presents for each other and their friends. Plus, write the cards. The mom has no idea what she got her daughter! This is the perfect picture of the walking dead. When you’re too busy to spend the money you make, you’re not living anymore.
“You’re him!” I guess pictures of my car have been floating around instagram and facebook – the racecar Lyft. He was showing off to his girlfriend how much he knew about cars, but half the things he said was BS. Instead of contradicting him, I baited him in conversation by saying, “yeah, just put the stuff in the back trunk,” referring to the MR2. He said yup. Then I said, “The MR2 doesn’t have a back trunk. The trunk is under the front hood.” It was a very quiet ride afterwards. LOL! dang it another low rating.
Based on 550 rides that I’ve given, I’d say that 80% of the population believe in Karma. I’m so sick of people talking about Karma. It’s just the spiritual law of sin. It’s not Karma, it’s God you fool!
Olive switched from being Christian to Muslim for the sake of her future children with her current Muslim boyfriend. She gave me some nonsense story about Ishmael’s well in Mecca. How is that any proof? Too bad I don’t have any short videos on Islam. I told her she was never a Christian if she didn’t believe Jesus is God. She would sacrifice eternity in heaven so her family won’t argue on earth? That’s how dead these people are.
Rohan was Indian, so I asked, “Are most Indians Hindu?” We got into a deep discussion on how all religions are the same. I told him the one thing that makes Christianity different. He was actually surprised. He said he’ll go to church and check it out. I should make a pastorjasonanswers video on this since it comes up so often.
I was bragging about how much I know about China, since she said she was from the mainland. Then I asked about her siblings. She said she had no siblings. China’s one-child rule. wow, I’m an idiot.
He said he was an intellectual with a hyper-brain function. He was bragging about how he had to drink a lot of alcohol just to slow down his brain so he could win a debate with a professor of quantum mechanics. Perfect. I felt comfortable attacking him with my presuppositional apologetics, since he claimed that Hitler was on the right track. not quite the intellectual, I guess. We talked about Lucifer and Original Sin, but I had to drop him off so soon. I should’ve said let’s talk some more. But now he’s just the walking dead, and one day he’ll meet his hero, Hitler. He’s so dead.
Thilina was from Sri Lanka, and I ignorantly asked if he was Muslim. He said most of them were Buddhists but he was Catholic. He asked what I was and what the difference was. Lucky for him, I have a video on that. I told him to watch it. I shared the gospel and then dropped him off.
It finally happened. I asked Ariel, “If you were to die tomorrow, do you think you would go to heaven?” He grew up as a Seventh Day Adventist, and his dad is a Muslim. Right now, he doesn’t go to church but says he believes in God. Even though I had said “good job” to his morals, he told me, “I don’t know if I’d go to heaven.” Why not I asked. He felt guilty about not going to church. Then I told him about the gospel of grace. When I got to his place, he didn’t want to get out. I knew why. He wanted to meet Jesus. So we prayed together to invite him into his heart. He was so happy. He didn’t want to leave my car. But it was getting awkward. and late.
I guess any Christian can raise the dead. Just introduce them to Jesus.
I’m just a driver doing Dead-Lyfts.