I am a very socially inept person; it’s something I’m very honest about and one of the things that my daughter says people love about me. Well, I don’t know about that, but I guess that explains what happened a few days ago and why I’m still trying to figure it out.
Most people who see a person (or several) walking towards them with bibles and scripture paraphernalia in their hands will quickly duck into their homes or cars and pretend not to see the impending guests. Unfortunately, I have a soft spot for the underdog and will often give these people, who only want to share their knowledge and stories, a few minutes of my time. Recently was no exception.
While working the other day, I met a couple of women who were polite and charming and after we talked about many different things, I couldn’t help but ask, “Do you read fiction?” The older of the two hesitantly responded that yes, sometimes she did although most of her reading consisted of scripture literature. So, I did what my publisher and others have said to do so many times – talk up your book. I told her that I’m an author and if she’d like to read a copy of my latest release she could have one if she’d let me know what she thought of it. Of course I encouraged her to read the back to see what it was about and after reading it aloud to her companion she took the copy, making sure I knew she would give me an honest opinion. Awesome, right? Oh how quickly things can go wrong.
As a side note, my book “The Rain Song” is a Young Adult/Paranormal/Family Saga about a family in a small town who takes in a boy more special on the paranormal side than they ever thought really existed. Ok, so have you caught it yet? Have you pointed out my grievous error and told yourself (or your friend), “I’d never do something that stupid!” Yes, it’s true; apparently I gave a copy of my book to… a Jehovah’s Witness! Ah, I can now hear your groans. Or maybe those are echoes of mine?
So, of course, I don’t think about this until they are in their van and I’m almost to the highway; much too late to do anything about it. It wasn’t even a half hour later when I get a call to my voicemail from the very same woman, upset (of course) and tells me she hadn’t known what ‘paranormal’ meant, is very firm in her faith and starts quoting Deuteronomy 18:10, (this quote is from the New International Version) “Let no one be found among you who sacrifices his son or daughter in the fire, who practices divination or sorcery, interprets omens, engages in witchcraft, 11 or casts spells, or who is a medium or spiritist or who consults the dead. 12 Anyone who does these things is detestable to the LORD, and because of these detestable practices the LORD your God will drive out those nations before you. 13 You must be blameless before the LORD your God.” Obviously she won’t be reading my book and she’d like to return it to me.
My response? “Interesting.” I couldn’t help but find it interesting because this was the same woman who previously pointed out Hebrews to me where God sees into our heart and soul at all times. Now I’m not a Theologian, but wouldn’t that be considered “paranormal”? It’s just a thought I’m pondering, but I’d like to think so. Then again when I think of God I think of Webster’s definition of “alien” – “not of this world.” So, who am I to judge? In all fairness though, I don’t recall anywhere in the book any character casting a spell or practicing sorcery – poor Micah can’t help it if he’s a Nephilium and has demons on his trail, right?
Needless to say, the whole incident confused me – after all, wouldn’t it be my luck to finally come out of my shell long enough to promote my book and it’s to a person who would think it demonic? Yep, sounds about right. So until I’ve figured out the social ‘norm’ for this situation, I’m calmly preparing myself to once again be dissed by Deuteronomy.