An Uber Story
November 10, 2020
A Guest Blog by Jeff Porter
Jeff is a Focus graduate from twenty years ago, and he is a driver for Uber. He uses his job as a ministry, talking to passengers and encouraging them to love themselves for who they are. Below is a story from one of his experiences.
I picked up a young lady named Jordyn. She was a very sad and nervous person. As we talked on the 18-minute ride, I went through some things that I thought would help her with some issues that she had dealt with for the last six years of her life. And then, I said, “You know, there is still a little Jordyn in you, the little girl that she was, is still there….and she wants to play. Remember when you were a little girl, and you asked your mommy if you could go outside and play? And your mom said something like, Have you cleaned your room? Or, have you picked up your toys? Do you remember those days? Do you remember little Jordyn? She is still there.”
She proceeded to tell me that she is in graduate school, working on her master’s degree in finance. She began to cry as she told me that she took dance lessons from the time she was four until she was eighteen. But her parents told her to give up the foolishness of thinking that she could make a living doing dance. So, she stopped dancing completely and is doing what they wanted her to do. She became depressed and began eating the wrong foods and too much of it. She hung her head low and wept. She kept saying, “It’s too late, it’s too late.”
I told her that it’s not too late, and that she “IS” the dance! I suggested that she could still get her master’s in finance, begin a lifestyle change and start eating properly, join a dance club, or teach a class in dance. I told her to follow her dream, even if it didn’t look like she originally planned. But her little girl (Jordyn) simply wants to dance….and that’s the long and short of it. She then looked up through her tears and whispered, “I AM THE DANCE, and I am going to dance.” Friends, what a breakthrough for this tender soul!
I told her that I drive for Uber, but my dance story is that I AM the GENTLE GIANT. My heart swells when I encourage others to be all that they dream and desire. That God loves them, and He wants them to come to him, like a little child.
As she got out of the car, she told me that I will get a special invitation to her future dance performance. She also told me to tell others I talk to, for them to find their own dance story, and follow their dream. She said, “If they get the chance to sit it out or dance, I hope they dance.”
You don’t have to answer this, but what is YOUR dance story? It’s never too late…don’t you know? Say it…”I AM ………………….”
