Lyfting Me Up

Onward and upward…


  • Not Driving Part IV “Hope”

    The challenge of writing from this context is that I have spent 40 years in pastoral ministry and two years driving for Lyft.  On this six week sabbatical from Lyft driving, I am trying to honor the fact that my blog audience is a ‘non church’ gig.  I have very much enjoyed the challenge of… Continue reading

  • Not Driving #3 “Moving”

    Be careful about what you say you will never do again. Holy Moly!  I am moving and the reasons are not for this space, but they were very thoughtful, given where we are on the actuarial chart.  I called our friend Barbara, who is an awesome agent.  I told her I was hoping that we… Continue reading

  • Thanksgiving with the Canna Fishing Club (Week 2 of ‘Not Driving’)

    From 1976-81 I served as the Senior Chaplain of the Enid State School. It was a time in our history when most folk with developmental disabilities where kept away from living in our communities, and for lack of a better word, they were institutionalized. It is easy from our current perch to caste judgement on… Continue reading

  • Not Driving

    For the next few weeks I am taking time off from driving for Lyft.  Simply, about three weeks ago Mary Kay and I said to each other “We might need to relocate”.  This was pretty much a spontaneous moment which usually means “something bigger than me is trying to tell me something”.  We have loved… Continue reading

  • Saturday Morning—Three rides

    I am writing this from a McDonalds located about 20 miles north of Denver.   It is 8:52 am. and I have been driving for a bit over 2 hours.   I have logged about 20 rides in the last week and I have at least five good stories.  I headed out in the dark… Continue reading

  • Walmart

    I picked her up in the heart of the Baker neighborhood.  She came walking out to the car with a radiant smile on her face.  The destination address was on West Colfax about 20 minutes away.  She got in the back seat and quickly asked about my day and “Do you enjoy driving for Lyft”?… Continue reading

  • Nova Scotia

    It seems every year I live I become more like my parents than the year before.  Nowhere does that become more evident to me than when I am driving for Lyft.   When my dad Bill retired at age 62, he found the volunteer job of his dreams.  He went to work for the Pueblo… Continue reading

  • Michigan State

    One of the fun tasks of a Lyft driver is taking folks to their expatriate sports team hang outs.  With 350 people a day moving into Denver, they bring with them their Penn State, Crimson Tide, University of Texas fandom.  There is a bar in Denver for about any team.  I am not sure about… Continue reading

  • Not Clowning Around Anymore

            So when I picked him up he had one of those thrift shop suitcases sitting by his feet as he stood out on the corner.  I thought “Oh boy, an airport ride”.  I was wrong.  He got in the front seat and we headed out from Capital Hill to the ‘burbs’. … Continue reading

  • Relationships

    I picked them up in Park Hill at a lovely 1920’s Tudor style home 🏡 with a gorgeous yard full of flowers 💐, and ‘just right’ landscaping.  They came out of the house and walked down the sidewalk looking as if they were attending the Academy Awards.  They got in the backseat and we headed… Continue reading