My Worship Revolution

It’s 9:30 am Saturday morning.  After a late night of video shooting and editing, I walk out to my truck to go to the location for todays shoot.  It’s gonna be another long day of shooting and directing for an upcoming project.  As I approach my truck which I had left in the driveway just a number of hours before, I realize something isn’t right.

I look in the back of the truck where the fairly brand new lighting kit had been left, a tool I would be needing again shortly.  At least, I thought I had left them there…  I know I didn’t unload them at the Hub.  I’m almost positive they were there when I walked in the house to sink into my very inviting bed that my wife had been keeping warm for me.  Sure enough, the lights are gone.

Police reports have been filed.  Property has been lost.  Valuable shooting time has been lost.  But hey, I have a healthy son, an amazing wife, and a community of people that I love around me.  It’s just money.  Apparently someone else needed it more.

I still think he/she sucks, though.