A few years ago I came to a crossroad in my life. Still toting some hefty baggage but with recently acquired tools to help me keep moving forward, I was ready to go but I had no idea which road to take. I was standing, paralyzed with fear and overwhelm. I felt some excitement to have arrived at this point but the excitement was turning to dread and discouragement very quickly as I desperately looked around me for some directions.
I had read the Jackrabbit Factor and Portal to Genius and subscribed to Leslie’s Rare Faith Newsletter. These were all inspiring my search for something else in my life. I knew something was missing and I didn’t know where to find it. One day I was reading the newsletter and saw that Leslie was going to be in Salt Lake City at a convention I was planning to attend. She was going to have a booth at a hotel next to the convention center and she listed the times she would be there and invited her readers to visit her there. I thought how fun it would be to meet her. I even imagined telling her how much I appreciated her books.
When convention time came around I was feeling even more confused and discouraged, wondering if I was doomed to wander around in circles the rest of my life. The convention lasted three days and kept me busy. Every day I told myself that I would stop by just long enough to hopefully talk to Leslie and tell her thank you for writing those books.
Day one and two went by leaving me frustrated that I hadn’t been able to make it to Leslie’s booth. On the evening of the third day as I was leaving the convention center later than I had planned and thinking about how tired I was, I had a little argument with myself. I said, “I don’t know why you think it’s so important to go meet Leslie, you should probably just give it up.” Then I said, “but maybe there’s a reason I should go. I don’t know what it is but maybe there’s a good reason.” So I said, “fine, just hurry up and go so you can get home and go to bed!” I half expected to find everyone gone when I got there but people were still there and I saw Leslie sitting at a table with another woman. I walked up to her and told her how much I liked her books. We exchanged some niceties and she could have left it at that and I would have said thanks again and left and she could have gone home a lot earlier. Instead she inquired how was I, where was I headed and what was I looking for? The words came pouring out as I fought back tears and tried to explain how stuck I was. Leslie smiled sweetly and said, “I have someone I would like you to meet.” She introduced me to her assistant Cari. Who turned out to be one of the most amazing people I have ever met.
The ensuing conversation was the reason I was supposed to be there, that day, at that time in my life. I felt heard and understood and she could see what I couldn’t. I cried and she cried with me. I knew she was an angel and an answer to many prayers. I signed up for Genius Boot Camp that night and when I left my heart was lighter than it had been in a long time. That conversation pointed me in the right direction and I have been moving my feet ever since. The effects of that one decision to visit Leslie will continue to ripple outward like a stone tossed into a pond. Actually as I think of that analogy maybe it would be more correct to say it’s like an earthquake that caused a tsunami and I’m riding the wave. I don’t think I can overstate the importance of that one choice. Cause and effect, sometimes it’s just really obvious.
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