Divine Encounters

7 Jan

My Take

DiVoran Lites


You just never know what might happen when you go out of the house.



This one day, I was up about two blocks walking in the neighborhood and I took a short-cut around the block. I had to walk past a UPS truck and because I say hello to everyone I meet on my walks I said it to the young man who was going up to the door with a package. Then the man standing inside the truck said, “Hi,” and I looked up at him and said hello. He said, “What are they telling you?”

Immediately, I thought about the life of a UPS man, especially in the Christmas/New Year’s holiday time, and this man’s probable life flashed into my brain and I jokingly said, “You work too hard, you don’t get enough sleep, and you don’t eat right.” Folks, I think that’s how fortune tellers do it. They see you, they’ve studied people, they guess. The young man turned slightly away and stood seemingly stunned for a couple of seconds. Looking at me then he said, “You really got me.”

“Well, Happy New Year.” I went on my way. It seems the older I get the more impulsive I am. Gotta watch that.

The next day I was in Publix and enjoying the many shoppers and the near buggy crashes. I started down an aisle and noticed a grandmother trying to read labels with a boy about five years old tugging on her hand. I realized it was my friend the preacher’s wife from my one time favorite church. She and her husband were now retired and helping to look after the grandchildren while still spreading their particular way of loving people in other churches and all around.

“Oh, hi,” I walked over to her and she reached out to hug me and the little fellow came right in and joined in the hug by putting his arms around our legs He never saw me before in his life. Half a century ago, our son stayed with these people while we went to a conference. When we got back he didn’t want to leave their house and come home with us. Love spreads, that’s all I have to say about that.


Author, Poet and Artist

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

One Response to “Divine Encounters”

  1. melodyhendrix January 7, 2019 at 9:43 pm #

    DiVoran, you have a special gift and ability to open up and connect with people. Most of us stay locked in our little world, but you have keys that most people don’t. I remember most of my young life being so locked in. So empty and feeling alone. I was shy and never felt connected to most people. Only my closest friends which wasn’t very many. It’s not that I had an unhappy childhood, I was so lucky to have a wonderful family, I just sadly was always at a distance for some reason. Wasn’t my family fault, just something in me that took a long time to mature.I think if I had met you then, you would have reached in and pulled me out. Sometimes people don’t realize they live in a box until someone out there is so bold that they want to open that box and let you out to play. You are a blessing to many my friend.Love,Melody 

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