A Cell Phone Salesman?

Admittedly, I’m not a huge fan of “reality television”, but I do have one weak spot. For some strange reason, each Monday night I am glued to my TV for Hell’s Kitchen. Chef Gordon Ramsay lets his ego fly in what amounts to a boot camp for culinary hopefuls. He has no choice but to be tough, given that the grand prize is a stint as the Executive Chef for a multi-million dollar restaurant at Las Vegas’ Green Valley Ranch. (I still don’t know how Aaron, the “asian-cowboy” ever made it onto the show, but I digress.)

Over the past few of weeks, however, a story has risen which truly caught my attention. It is the story of Paul Potts, a cell phone salesman from south Wales. While I’d caught bits and pieces of Mr. Potts story across the internet, it was an interview on NPR’s Day to Day I had downloaded as a podcast that captured my heart. Truly a story resonating with reason for why no one should ever give up on their dreams.

The story is told here, in this clip from Britain’s Got Talent, a show pop-icon Simon Cowell is involved with across the pond. Be sure to watch his face when Mr. Potts steps to the stage with his awkwardly pudgy body, chipped front tooth, and nervous demeanor. Then watch the reaction, not only from the judges, but the audience as Potts belts out a sound no one on earth would have expected from this fellow. Opera. It was absolutely stunning. In an instant, this cell phone salesman won the hearts of underdogs around the world, catapulting himself onto the world stage. (See his final, winning performance of Nessun Dorma here.)

This week I was reminded that God works “behind the scenes” to make so many things happen in our lives. Call it luck. Call it divine intervention. Call it talent. Simply stated, it is success! Never quit! Ever!

Paul Potts, you have a fan in me!