This has been spring break for me the past week. My plan? With my husband at work, one daughter at school, and the other daughter traveling with a very generous aunt, I hoped to meet with a few friends, drink a lot of coffee, and work on “Sophie’s Gold Rush,” book three of the three-book series about the great horned owl, Sophie Topfeather, and her friends in “the Park.”
Sunday began a little ominously as we pulled out our phone to call our daughter at school, and instead we found three rather panicky messages from her telling us that she was with her roommate in the emergency room, and a call waiting from her roommate’s concerned Mom, who lives in Oregon. What a blessing, as we stepped out of church, to realize we were only five minutes away from that ER, and could be there in a flash.
Well, five minutes away once we made it out of the parking lot! First, we had to deal with a bumper-to-bumper accident with a fellow church member and our daughter’s academic advisor. Just a little awkward. What a blessing to realize that any new damage had already been covered by an insurance settlement from a different, recent accident! We were on our way to the hospital in no time, smiles all around. (Thankfully, the roommate is just fine.)
The word, “divine appointment,” kept coming to my mind all week after these little incidents, and then a few more! A walk with a new friend ended with her registering for a Christian writer’s conference and saying that God had provided the direction she had been praying for. Coffee with an old friend renewed a friendship and began an adventure together in a Bible study for this quarter–something she had been praying for. And then, lunch with one friend on Wednesday turned into lunch with three, and it ended on the note that they would pray for a divine appointment for me with an agent on Friday night.
I had decided that paying college tuition trumped my need for attending this year’s annual Northwest Christian Writer’s Association conference, but I did sign up for the dinner and main speaker on Friday night. If there was one person I wanted to meet, it was an agent who, lo and behold, actually represented children’s writing! I had read her bio in the conference literature, and just started praying I would meet her. It was a long shot, as the sign-up appointments were earlier in the day. The banquet room was large and crowded, and I didn’t know what the agent looked like other than a blog picture.
Someone at my dinner table mentioned he had had one of those appointments with this agent, and one thing he learned was that picture books are going nowhere. Since that was what I hoped to pitch to her, my hope faded a little, but he pointed her out to me after the presentation and I resolutely walked up to her table. “Hi. Can I meet you?” was all I could think of to say, but she graciously shook my hand and invited me to sit down. By the end of the conversation, she had declared my idea “commercial” and the word count right, and she would take a look at it.
Hurray! No guarantees, of course, but she’ll read it, and that’s all I can hope for.
Are you in need of a divine appointment? A connection you want to make? A person you need to find that can help you take a next step? Let me know in the comments, so I can pray for you!