Peyton Manning, one of the best quarterbacks in the NFL, often changes his mind.
He comes to the line, looks across at the defense and by the way they are lined up he senses the play they were going to run will not work. So he calls an audible. He changes the play originally called in the huddle for a play he feels will be more successful.
He waves his hands, shouts and motions signals to his offense. His offensive teammates respond to his commands and run an alternate play. What may have been a run is now a pass and more often than not he makes the right call.
Over the last several months, Shilease (my amazing wife) and I watched as God lined things up for us.
Over the last year, it took me eight months to write the first five chapters of my book. In that time, my office was shut down and I was moved home to work and Shilease’s schedule changed. She had to work evenings(something we were not excited about). Since moving home to work and Shilease having to work nights, I had more time to work on the book. In the last four months I wrote 15 chapters and completed the book.
In March of this year we started going to a different church where I met my writing coach. She gave me the idea to write this blog and has given me some amazing advice about business, marketing, and writing.
In my quest to quantify who I should market to, the idea of marketing the book to the adoption community was born. I started doing searches on the internet about adoption, then I sent emails to anyone and everyone who had to do with adoption.
One day, I received an email back from The North American Council for Adoptable Children who was having their annual conference in Columbus Ohio, in three weeks, just two and a half hours from home. Through two to three emails back and forth I found out that I qualified for a scholarship to the conference. The scholarship was open to any one who spent time in fostercare. The first three months of my life were spent in fostercare. The fee for Shilease and I to go to the conference was nothing.
Now we just had to get the time off from work and find someone to watch the boys. I made a phone call to my Mom and the boys were taken care of. We both put in requests to our employers, and permission was granted immediately.
At the advice of my writing coach, I read the book, Secrets of The Millionaire Mind. One of the assignments in the book was to sit down with someone who is successful and get their thoughts about success.
I set up a meeting and the meeting never happened. Two days before the conference the guy I was going to meet with contacted me to see if we were still going to meet. I set up the meeting for the day before the conference; the day I needed to be packing and organizing to leave. The day I thought I couldn’t afford to take the extra time.
I spent three hours talking to an acquaintance who became a friend. He confirmed thoughts and ideas I had and encouraged me to begin to make plans to leave the corporate world and follow my dream. A dream that is bigger than my office at home. The dream would start the next day.
We arrived at the conference and it started out as a marketing trip and it ended up giving me peace. This was a group of amazing people who championed adoption and a group I immediately bonded with. The book that started out as a way to tell my story and make money changed. There were hundreds of people who could truly benefit from what I lived. This is a way to give more than I could get and that is exciting.
I sat at the conference and envisioned myself back next year as a presenter to impart my story, encourage, and educate. The book was evolving into a calling and the healing I received at the conference as an adoptee was miraculous.
Several times that week, I was able to stand up and proudly say, “I am a transracial adoptee,” something I struggled with accepting for the past 42 years. Being an active part of this group will help me while I am helping others. It is a perfect match.
Somewhere in this match is the perfect job for me.
The next week I found out my job was being eliminated and I was scared to death. I came up to the line, saw the defense was not what I wanted it to be, and I decided to run for the bench or better yet the locker room. The better and best response is to call an audible not quit. I may have to change the play. I may have to jump up and down and scream along the way, but the goal and plan is still the same.
Each day I must do something to move me closer to the end zone. No matter how things around me change, the end zone hasn’t moved.