I have a literary agent.
Little 'ole me with an agent. Hard to take it in!
Right now, I feel mostly awe, dumb-struck awe.
Since the ACFW Conference in Dallas, it's been a whirlwind ride,
a ready-or-not-here-I-come kinda month.
When God is ready to move, He does!
And there's no stopping Him. Not that I wanted to!! Just sayin' that the last weeks, I've felt like He's made up for all the long, long months of silence.
He's been saying,
"See? As usual, I've got your back. All that stress and indecision for nothing."
Truly. That's been the message.
Last Sunday at church, I sat behind a child who was going solo without her parents for the first time. She was surrounded by her friends, but she spent much of the worship service turning to look behind her. Judging by the worry creasing her face, I knew she couldn't find where they were. She'd search, turn back toward the front, sing a bit more, then look over her shoulder and scan the audience again. My heart broke for her, because I knew she was feeling insecure, lonely, out of place.
And because I knew the feeling.
Have you ever done everything technically correct--the right thing, in the right place, with the right attitude--and STILL felt insecure? How many times over the last year have I looked over my shoulder and said, "Where are you God? I know you're in the building, but I don't see you! Are you sure, it's OK that I be here, now, doing THIS? I'm worshiping, giving you praise, but if you'd scoot a little closer, give me a sign of your Presence, I'd feel so much better about this!"
I spent so much time looking over my shoulder and biting my nails, I nearly missed the Message.
But even when I didn't know what decisions to make or even how pray, He already had the answer.
All thanks to Him for opening this door.
For nudging me through. For His everlasting patience.
And extra thanks to my dear friend and writing partner, Michelle Massaro. Thanks, sweetie, for following God's prompting and saying what needed to be said.
Then saying it again.
Until I listened.
And a heap load of thanks to Karen Ball for taking me on. Karen, you're a brave woman! LOL
I'm thrilled to be part of the Laube Agency. Wow.
God is so good.
If you're wondering who agent, editor, author Karen Ball is,
you've GOT to meet her. You can do so here.
And if you're wondering why I'm not married in the picture...
Because you read all the way to the bottom of this post,
I'll let you in on a little secret. I'm wearing my pjs under that blue top.
I got the contract late last night, so I woke up this morning, printed the contract,
threw on a top and earrings, and recorded the moment.
The ring somehow got forgotten in all the hubbub. Sorry, hun.
And to all my male readers... Mom wanted me to clarify that I AM married. :-)