Rachel's Viewfinder

Tuesday morning last week, I sat dumbfounded and open-mouthed at my editing computer. The most awful tone was blaring from my speakers! Ordinarily, I’d just mute that particular track and use something else in my video edit. But this piece of audio was a non-negotiable. Buried within the ear-splitting tone was the pale, weak voice of my narrator. And to my increasing chagrin, that tone was mixed in throughout every single take of audio I recorded last Friday. I needed a Mulligan.

My Liberia video was due last Friday. I recorded the narration early that morning with a Liberian gentleman named Sulia. During recording, everything sounded great…well, except this tiny buzz I could hear in the monitors. It wasn’t that noticeable. And there was nothing in the recording rooms that was making that noise. So we continued on.

I didn’t get much chance to edit that day. So I saved it for Tuesday (Monday being a holiday, of course). Over the weekend, I thought about the whole Liberia project. I was so close to finishing! Sunday afternoon I turned to Robo and asked him to keep the whole thing in prayer. I knew with it being so close to completion, the enemy would do his best to stymie the project.

Did I ever call it! First off, we forgot lunch at home. Second, my narration was screwed up. Third, everything at the office was going wrong, keeping me from making much of the other editing I could be doing. I managed to call Sulia and ask him to come back to re-record the narration. But as crazy and frustrating as that day was, a part of me screamed the praises of God. The devil was throwing everything he could at me. Every time there’s been opposition like that in my path, God has done great things.

Wednesday morning, Sulia came back to the USA office and we got back to work. The re-recording went well, and it sounded great. I knew God was giving me my Mulligan. After we finished, Sulia spent some time visiting with Ron and Pauline. We popped in the bookstore, and the three of them reminisced about life in Liberia before the war, and looked forward to the impact the Liberia video would have. Their excitement was infectious! I’d been holed up on this project so long that I kind of lost sight of the big picture. After facing such spiritual opposition, my Mulligan wasn’t just a simple “do-over.” It was God letting me see how powerful a plan He has. And how often I have no idea of the part I get to play in it.