Cab Chronicles – #1
New York City is filled with millions of people. Moving through the maze of millions is exhilarating and at times exhausting. One thing that is very easy for Christian New Yorkers to forget is that every individual has a story. Lately, I have had some very special opportunities to hear people’s stories…in cabs. Not only have I had opportunities to hear their stories, but I’ve been able to share with them story of Jesus. I never cease to be amazed at what I learn and experience in these conversations. I want to share these conversations with you so you can see how easy and exciting it is to share Jesus with the nations in New York City in a weekly cab ride. I typically take 2-3 cabs a week. Sometimes more. Sometimes less. Check in often for most up to date Cab Chronicle.
Allen picked me up on Great Jones street on Friday. He took a couple of bad turns that got us headed totally in the wrong direction. I’m glad I didn’t get angry. He began to drop his first few F-bombs of what would be about 15 before we were done.
“Man I really F%#ed You” is what he kept saying. He said all the snow in the streets really made him nervous. I do not remember exactly how I began to learn about the divorce he was going through, or about his mom that was sick and his recent move into her apartment. I’m pretty good at 20 questions, so I usually just start in and the spiritual questions do not seem too out of place after I’ve asked 10 other life questions. It may not be the best approach for everyone but I’ve got a real knack for it. I began to share Jesus with Allen and when I told him that Jesus died for him, he excitedly said, “I know! And He died for you too. I know this.” “How do you know about Jesus?” I asked. “A lady who rode in my cab 2 weeks ago told me about him. She works at NYU. She gave me a little booklet that told me about Jesus too.” As he indicated that he had read the booklet. As we continued to talk, he asked me if I knew this woman as though we were the only two Christians in NYC. He was surprised She and I didn’t work together. “What else can you tell me about Jesus?” he asked.
I stuttered around for just a second trying to figure out, “do I just tell this guy to drive around the whole island for an hour and pay him $100 so I can secure time to talk to him?” That is what I wish I had done. He was incredibly eager to hear more. I told him I was a follower of Jesus and a Pastor, and explained the gospel and as much about Jesus as I could in about 5 minutes. He dropped me back off at the Salt Space. I ran up and brought him a bible and an invite card to the Gallery Church.
I was the second person ever to tell Allen about Jesus and he wanted to hear more.