...or Godincidence?

So in my last entry I wrote about the so-called "coincidences" that my daughter experienced on her bus ride to camp. Today I'd like to talk about the so-called "coincidences" that created Lizzie Lynne, Roxie, and Roxie's story...

Last fall I signed up for a Monday night class at church at the urging of a friend. The class was a year long deal - relating to the current sermons taking place during the weekends. I went to that first class with a heavy heart - there was some trepidation on my part about it not being exactly what I hoped it to be. I nearly didn't go.

Thank You God. I did go.

In a room of nearly 30 various groups, I ended up at table #16 with my friend and 2 strangers. One of those strangers was Katie. As the weeks passed by, the members of our Monday night group changed. All of them changed. Except for Katie. Her and I remained steady members through the year. We shared many deep conversations during those nights.

On one particular night, I told her about my writing dream. I tell very few people about my writing dream. It's something I've always kept closely guarded. Something I've shared with very few. But for some reason I found myself telling Katie that night and I can't tell you how thrilled I was to find out she loved to write too!

And although we didn't know it, Lizzie Lynne was born that night.

Coincidences??? I think not.

It was another snowy Monday night during the winter that the topic of abortion came up. Katie and I discovered we both had a heart for the young woman struggling with this choice. We both have loved ones in our lives who continue to struggle with guilt and grief over their decision. Katie mentioned a place that allowed women facing the decision to have 3D ultrasounds - it gave them the chance to "really see" they're child before making the decision.

Our conversations from that night stayed in my mind for several days. I thought of my oldest daughter - she had been conceived when I was just a few years out of high school, unwed, and still living with my parents. The thought of my younger self making a different decision tore at my heart. I cannot imagine my life without my daughter.

Into my head came the idea of a young pregnant woman considering an abortion who is given the chance to see a future where she keeps the baby and a future where she doesn't before she makes the decision.

I approached Katie about it...along with the idea of writing it together. She had a similar idea too. I was thrilled.

Our 1st meeting about the novel took place on a spring Sunday afternoon at the local library. I came with a clear idea of the beginning and ending. Katie had a clear idea of the middle. It all fit together perfectly.

Coincidences??? I think not.

They're Godincidences...every single one of them.

And they keep coming.

The other night when I was contemplating which direction to take my blog entry, I googled the word "Godincidence". The first thing to come up happened to be a blog entry. The author of said blog happens to go my church.

Coincidence??? I think not.