I just started driving, but already, I’ve been getting a large sampling of the city, ranging from rich to poor, bar hoppers to strip club visitors, newly divorced to homosexual partners.
They’re all so different.
But one thing’s the same:
They all need a Lyft.
More than just a ride, I’ve helped people carry groceries, laundry from a breaking basket, a giant power tool from Home Depot.
More than just a ride, some people want to talk.
They talk about their spouse.
They talk about their boss.
They talk about their house.
They talk about their loss.
They don’t ask for advice, they just want an ear,
but sometimes they need that too.
More than just a ride, they need a lyft.
Actually, everybody needs a lyft.
Someone to say that things will be ok
You’ll find another job, your husband will stay
Your wife will get better, God has a plan
Oh you’re in a rush? I’ll do what I can
I don’t always talk about Jesus
especially to the strip club guy who thinks God doesn’t see us
but sometimes they ask me, “What’s that John 3:16?” (on your car)
and I don’t always say, “You wanna know what that means?”
Whether I do or whether I don’t
I know that people don’t want to be a alone
Everyone needs a lyft.
a word, an encouragement, a friendly farewell
a heavenly perspective, good music from Adele.
This month just happens to be Pastors Appreciation.
so why don’t you go ahead and give them some consideration
because everyone, even lyfters. need a lyft.