On a recent trip to Los Angeles, I decided to use Uber. Something that I like about using Uber or Lyft is learning a little bit about the driver.
One driver was from Delhi, India. He drove somewhat like a race-car driver, but he got me where I was going. He told me that he knows a lot of famous people in India, and that he has been in some Bollywood movies over there. He didn’t look like a movie star, but I was not going to doubt him.
Another driver was from El Salvador in Central America. He told me about having a couple of difficult passengers in the last week, and then showed me his baton that he used to get them out of his car. I sure was not going to doubt him or be difficult.
Another driver was from Cambodia. I found out pretty quickly that his English was about as good as my Cambodian, because every time I asked him a question he got distracted and would drift into another lane. So our conversation did not get very far.
Another driver was from Guadalajara, Mexico. She was quite a talker. She told me that a good place to visit was Long Beach, especially the Queen Mary. She told me that she spent the night there once and saw a ghost in the middle of the night. Okay, that made me quickly scratch the Queen Mary from my list.
The writer of Psalm 139 declared to God, “I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” (Psalm 139:14) God has made each one of us unique and different. Some Uber rides in Los Angeles reminded me of this truth.