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Sunday, July 17, 2011

Looking Out the Window: Amanda Flower Reminds Us That God Is Always With Us


WELCOME AGATHA CHRISTIE AWARD NOMINEE
AMANDA FLOWER









Searching for the Blue Danube




If I rise on the wings of dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. Psalm 139:9-10

There’s nothing quite as terrifying as being lost by yourself in a foreign country where you don’t speak the language. This has happened to me more than once. The most memorable time was when I was twenty-five, and I got this ridiculous notion in my head that I should travel to Budapest, Hungary alone. I was already in Eastern Europe visiting a friend, and my friend had to work the day of my Hungarian adventure. I didn’t want to waste one minute in Europe by sitting around her apartment when a whole continent was right outside the window.

I took the train from Bratislava to Budapest without incident. I felt confident I knew where I was going. I had a map and a travel guide—what could possibly go wrong? I figured I’d find the Danube River and would be able to follow it on foot to the Castle Hill district where the museums and other tourists would be.

Outside of the train station, I started walking, and I walked, and I walked, and I walked. I got farther and farther away from the train station and no closer to the river. After walking for a half hour and finding myself not in Castle Hill but in some type of industrial neighborhood, I realized I’d taken a wrong turn somewhere, and knowing my sense of direction, it was the first turn out of the station door.

With limited options, I walked toward the only establishment I recognized. It was a Burger King sitting catty-corner from me in between several huge office buildings. It’s amazing how pervasive American culture can be so soothing overseas.

A Hungarian teenager was working at the counter. I asked her in English if she knew where the Danube River was. She replied in Hungarian. I shook my head that I didn’t understand her. She shook her head back that she didn’t understand me either.

The young girl behind the counter was crestfallen that she could not help me. “French fries?” she asked.

Without knowing what else to do, I nodded. “Yes, French fries.” I paid her and took my small fry to a window booth and ate them while mulling over my dilemma. Obviously, trying to navigate the city on foot had been a bad idea.

After finishing my fries, I retraced my steps back to the train station and found a taxi that drove me to Castle Hill for an exorbitant amount of money.

I was never lost to the point of no return while wandering around the city, but at the time, it felt that way. I should have remembered that God was watching over me through the whole ordeal. It’s something I constantly have to remind myself as expected and unexpected challenges and disappointments pop up in my life. God’s presence doesn’t mean those challenges and disappointments will get any easier, but there is someone to turn to if you are alone and frightened.

ABOUT  AMANDA'S BOOK, MAID OF MURDER

In Maid of Murder, India Hayes, a college librarian and reluctant bridesmaid, is thrown into the role of amateur sleuth as she hunts down the person who murdered her childhood friend and framed her brother for the crime.

When bride-to-be Olivia turns up dead in the Martin College fountain and the evidence points to India’s brother Mark, India must unmask the real culprit while juggling a furious Mother of the Bride, an annoying Maid of Honor, a set of hippie-generation parents, a police detective who is showing a marked liking for her, and a provost itching to fire someone, anyone—maybe even a smart-mouthed librarian.

BIO

Amanda Flower, cozy mystery author of Agatha Award-nominated Maid of Murder, is an avid traveler. She has visited seventeen countries, forty-eight U.S. states, and counting. She is a member of the Clash of the Titles staff. Learn more at http://www.amandaflower.com/


8 comments:

Jennifer said...

Great devo, Amanda! I can imagine what you felt! But how awesome to know we're never so lost that God can't see us. No matter where we are or what we go through, He is always ready and able to help. :-)

Caroline said...

I enjoyed the devo; being lost is a horrible feeling. :)

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Miss Mae said...

Your book sounds absolutely delightful! I'll have to be on the outlook for it. :)

And what an adventure in Budapest! Boy, you sure are braver than I! So glad everything turned out okay, but it is rather humorous that the BK cashier did know the English for, "French fries?" LOL

Danielle Thorne said...

Great post. I really enjoyed it. Your new books sounds really interesting. Best of luck!p

Anne Patrick said...

Loved your devo and I admire your adventurous spirit. Good luck with your new book. Sounds great!

Gail Pallotta said...

Hi Amanda and Everyone,

Amanda, thanks for reminding us that God is always with us. And thanks to everyone for stopping by.

Amanda Flower said...

Thanks everyone for your comments. It's always good to little heavenly reminder now and again. :)

Gail, thank you so much for having me on your blog today!

Gail Pallotta said...

It's my pleasure.