Oh, so maybe that sounds a bit dramatic. To be more specific, working with the guys from GOD TV is killing my pride. Now this might sound wonderful to those who are walking the path to sanctification, and truthfully it is, but for me it just hurts. I know I want my pride to be eradicated. I desire to walk humbly before my God, but I just wish He didn’t have to use a medium that is so near and dear to my heart.
To explain:
I am the official lighting girl for IHOP. I have never been one to cling to titles, I have one, but I rarely use it. However, now that GTV is here I have been soundly demoted to 5th wheel. Dan is designing, Sandy is the gaffing, and Karla is doing the paperwork. Me? Well, I was given the task of doing is circuit plot of the prayer room which means that for the past three days I have been discovering which circut breaker controls each outlet in the prayer room. An excessively tedious task and not the most stunning or illustrious assignment. So my pride takes a blow. I hardly get to set up the new lights at all. It looks like I am just not as important as I thought I was.
Round two is theoretical and looks like this:
On Tuesday the GTV crew heads home, I am left to be the authority on all things luminary. For the next few weeks I am left to answer questions like: are the lights supposed to be white? (Yes) and why are we using those florescent lights? (Because it looks good on camera, gives off low heat and has a ridiculously long lamp life). I have to back up all the decisions that we made with the GPR design even though I didn’t have any say in what was chosen as well as hearing all the complaints that will certainly accompany all changes that are made. And my pride takes a beating again.
I think about all this while I am sitting in FSM during the nightwatch while the rest of the crew is asleep. Despite the long hours, busy days and busy work, I realize that I honestly have the best job of anyone that I know. I am the most blessed person to be able to do what I love to do, even if it is in a reduced capacity when the professionals come in. And more importantly. while they sleep, I have the privilge of standing before the Lord in the night. Gershwin was right, “Who could ask for anything more?” I couldn’t. And all that to say, while it is difficult, I am glad that GOD TV is killing my pride. It is making me more like Jesus. Ahh…meekness.