It was only a couple of weeks ago I was writing about how the Lord stretches us day by day, year by year, until we’re doing more than we thought possible. I think it’s a little like cooking a lobster—you stick it in a pot of room-temperature water where it’s nice and comfortable then turn up the heat little by little. By the time it’s cooked, it doesn’t even know what hit it. However, without the burn, there’s no lobster dinner to enjoy. That’s a little like my life right now.
My newest venture is podcast interviews. Since I don’t like being photographed or videotaped, it works well for me. The first two I did, the podcasters assured me that although we could see each other during the interview, the listeners would only be able to access the audio portion. On my third interview, I was totally chill. I had on a flannel shirt, my hair pulled up in a messy knot, and no makeup. I mean, not even a swipe of mascara. If no one but the interviewer would see me, what did I care?
When I sat in front of the camera, I was completely relaxed. “It’s just audio, right?” I confirmed with Pastor David McGuire.
“Nope. We do both video and audio on my podcasts.”
Oops!
Fortunately for you, although he sent me both files, the video does not appear in the interview. Maybe it’s just for his church’s website. From what I could see on my end, I didn’t look all that bad—as long as I didn’t put on my glasses and get a clear view. My mother-in-law always said we women look much better in candlelight. When that’s not available, a good blur works in a pinch.
If you know me at all, you know I’m kind of a control freak. When I first started doing my own videos for social media, my cameraman (aka my husband) had to have the patience of Job. Every flub, every bad angle, every interruption required a do-over. Now, I can usually finish in one take—unless Chris hits the wrong button, which happens on occasion.
The second podcast interview I did was short—only about seven minutes. Good thing, too, because when I dared to listen to the end product, I cringed. I don’t know what happened to the intelligent and articulate woman my husband claims me to be. I must’ve used the word “fun” ten times in the space of thirty seconds. Ugh.
I’m posting the third interview for your listening pleasure (I hope). I joked with Pastor David that he looked like a relation of the Duck Dynasty family. He laughed and told me that when he got out of the service, he swore he’d never shave again. He’s a man of his word. But I hope you sense the kind-hearted man behind the gruff voice. He has a heart for the lost, and his church is called Restored to Life. Enjoy!
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Frogs can be cooked that same away–an interesting commentary on life 🙂
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It goes either way, doesn’t it? We can fall into sin just as easily as be stretched for God’s use.
I love this. I have seen you just as you describe your messy self and I think you are beautiful. Of course I am biased, but I am sure most would agree with me.
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Thank you, sweet sister!