Jesus Is My Uber

Getting ready to after for work at Bi-Lo, after ordering a ride on the Uber to arrive. The Uber driver name Jesus pops up, arriving in less than two minutes. Confused and curious, I take it as a joke. Several minutes later, I wait outside for the Uber. Apparently, this "Jesus" guy drives a gray Nissan and I can see the license plate number. A Nissan pulls up to my apartment complex. Squinting, I see Jesus's face through the windshield. It's a guy that looks Jewish and Jesus tells me to get in. He seems to be glowing bright. Unsure, I greet Jesus and ease into the backseat, but He wanted me to sit in the front seat with him. Jesus already knows my name and pretty much everything about me. It was pleasure talking to Him. The ride was smooth, and I even tipped Him, even though He doesn't need the tip. Before dropping me off, He says a prayer for me and I come to work in a better mood.