Yesterday, I had my first “real” book signing. I have to admit, I was a little nervous. I skimmed my book for parts I wanted to read, and had an outline of ideas of what I wanted to say in between reading. I felt fairly prepared.
But I was nervous.
So, the night before, looking for a distraction, I settled in with Gilead, hoping Marilynne Robinson’s beautiful prose would keep my mind off the signing.
It didn’t work. When I decided to put the book down, I’d lost my bookmark. So I grabbed a scrap piece of paper from my work pile (Do you have one of those?) and watched some TV with Jeff.
Next morning, I was still thinking about it. Even after prayer.
The Lord had awakened me at 5 a.m. to talk about it, and I laid it down before Him. Several times. At 5:45 or so, I grabbed Gilead again. I noticed the scrap paper bookmark and examined it. It was an old memory verse I had copied down—probably over a year ago.
Here’s what it said:
“But when they arrest you (or when you have a book signing), do not worry about what to say or how to say it. At that time you will be given what to say, for it will not be you speaking, but the Spirit of your Father speaking through you.” (Matt. 10:19-20)
I felt better after that.
I began to see that this was an opportunity to share my faith…to glorify Him.
When I was able to make it about Him—not me—everything fell into place.
Everything went fine, and I had a lot of fun.
Check out this line:
No, that’s not my book signing line (Ha!).
The mall was packed with pre-teen girls. I thought that might be a good thing, since that is the target audience for my book, but all of these girls seemed to be in an agitated state and were not interested in visiting a bookstore.
But I had a secret weapon…
I sold a few books and really enjoyed getting to know the staff at Borders Express.
God is so good, Dear Ones. He gives us so many blessings!
Sometimes I just need a little reminder of that!