Last night, there was a full moon. Normally that is not unusual. We have a full moon at the end of every month. But this month was special because we already had a full moon on the 1st of the month. Due to a rare occurrence in our calendar this year we also had a second full moon on the last day of the month.
They call it a Blue Moon.
It happens about once every 2.5 years, according to the NASA website. I know this because I looked it up. You see, when I heard about this I decided to try to use it as a mini lesson in the library with my classes. I pulled out all the books we had on the moon and displayed them. I chose moon books to read to each class. I gave them moon worksheets. We talked about the recent passing of Neil Armstrong (strickly coincedance).
Two full moons in the same month doesn’t happen all the time and I told them they should take notice of all that God created for us to enjoy. This month was special.Little did I know that the lesson was for me to.
A month ago I entered a non-fiction writing contest associated with the Re-Write Conference. I didn’t know anything about the conference. The link for the contest was emailed to me in a monthly newsletter that I signed up for with MaryDeMuth. All I had to do was copy and paste information from the book proposal I did last summer into their template. I sent it off in time for the deadline and didn’t give it another thought. Because really, why would I be chosen?I knew the finalists would be posted sometime this weekend and I struggled with wanting to check to see if my name was there.
It turns out I didn’t need to check the list, I got a call. One of the biggest agents in the writing industry left me a message.For a few minutes I was literally speechless. And anyone who knows me, knows that’s impossible. I always have something to say. I listened to the message twice just to make sure I hadn’t dreamed it.
So now I’m trying to process all that was said in the brief conversation I had with her.Things like “you’re a good writer”
and “I can see this is your passion”and “you need to make arrangements to get to the Re-Write Conference”
and the best one of all---“I want to talk to you about your book”It leaves me shaking my head in shock.
An ordinary woman, wife and mother with a name no one can pronounce, living a normal life. A woman who never thought she was capable of doing anything special.She doubts her abilities even in the smallest of things because she makes a mess of things so often.
Who fell into a job as a librarian with no qualifications, experience or education. Afraid every day that someone will come in with an accusing finger pointed at her and call her a fraud.I’ve played around with this writing thing for about 5 years now. Never once calling myself a writer…..but she did.
For the last two years I’ve gotten serious, as serious as I could given my limitations, about getting published.--only to become discouraged.I was ready to give up. I thought “maybe I’m going in the wrong direction. Maybe I should just focus on what God has given me right now instead of wishing, hoping and dreaming for something that may never be. Who am I to want something so impossible?”
Then an odd, rare, almost impossible thing happened…….a second full moon.
And suddenly everything has changed…..because once in a while…..once in a Blue Moon, God makes things happen….beautiful things planned just for us….. amazing things we would never expect or imagine or even think we deserve.