I met Robin Jones Gunn yesterday.
If that doesn’t put a little pitter-patter in your heart, it’s because you haven’t read any of her books. Robin Jones Gunn is one of my legitimate heroes and long-distance mentors (which means, she didn’t even know that I was on the planet, but she’s mentored me through her books and online presence).
As I drove to Atlanta for a luncheon of authors and book-ish people, I made myself cry thinking I might get to meet or actually talk to Robin Jones Gunn. I prepped myself for what I’d say if I did get to meet her or what I’d feel like if I didn’t.
I was twenty minutes early and as I meandered down the street looking for parking, I saw her. She was walking down the street alone and I started to cry. (Big surprise.) I thought, “This is it! I’m early, she’s early. I’m going to get to talk to her!”
I paid for parking and walked down the street, ran into two more folks attending the lunch and then it was just the four of us standing in front of the restaurant door. I looked at Robin and said, “I’m Amanda White. I’m ohAmanda online.” And she knew me! She gave me a hug and said she recognized my face from my little profile pics (as well she should as I constantly berate her with @ replies on twitter and instagram) and of course, from the many times I’ve blogged about her.
Well, this of course made me cry again. I told her, “I said I was going to cry when I met you and here I am!” One of the other ladies with us said, “How do you know each other?” and as Robin explained that
I’ve been stalking her online for years we chat online sometimes, I said, “Well, I’m one of Robin’s biggest fans.”
And although she tried to protest, I said, “It’s true. Can I give you a little monologue? I have to tell you this.”
So, I told her what her words have meant to me.
That in 8th grade I started reading her Christy Miller books. And it changed not only how I saw boys and dating but how I saw God and my attitude and my relationships.
How when I read her devotional Take Flight and her story about being passed over for mission work and then “accidentally” becoming a writer of teen fiction that has led thousands of girls to Christ, I became aware of God’s hand blessing me in and out of ministry roles.
I let her know her other fiction books have influenced me as a wife and God-lover. Her book, Victim of Grace taught me about writing, working-at-home and following Jesus.
I said thank you. Thank you for being obedient to get up in the “cobwebby hours” of the day to write words that no one would leave a comment on, that might not be tweeted or shared. Thank you for writing down the words God gave you, so He could speak to me, too.
Then I cried. And she cried. And then I ate lunch with her. And it was pretty much one of my favorite days ever. It felt like one of those little God-things where all the little small pieces of something fun ties up into a beautiful bow.
So, if you’re a writer: a blogger, an author, a note-giver, a letter-writer, an encourager online or a journal-filler-upper, be faithful with the words God has given you. Don’t keep them inside. Just as God breathed His Words into authors to give us the Bible, He will breathe thoughts and words into you. Don’t wonder if someone wants to read, if you’re good enough or if they’ll ever get past the end of your pen.
There may be some little girl who will one day corner you with tears and say, “Thank you. Thank you for sharing your words.”
Thank you, Robin. Thank you for letting me cry all over you, share my grits and sit next to you as a friend and peer. I feel like I’ve met my favorite camp counselor again after all these years. Aloha.
Who’s your hero? Who has influenced you across the years so much you’d cry on their shoulder if you met?
See some of my favorite posts inspired by Robin Jones Gunn’s words (including fun crafts for your kids)!
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