May 12, 2004
Help! Someone Stole My DNA!
I was at the gas station, buying some M&Ms and I sat my DNA down just for a second. I picked up a magazine near the register, turned, and GONE! My DNA was stolen! Now someone has really gone and done an identity theft! They'll be able to get into my bank account, hack into my eBay auctions, and ruin my credit!
Well, okay. I'm fibbing. The chapter in today's PDL talked about our uniqueness. Who we are is quite impressive when it comes to our complicated and unique attributes. I do believe a Creator was involved.
One concept that's always blown me away is what I call the "little drummer boy" concept. That is: Our hearts are unique. Only we can give God our specific heart. Therefore, we have the ability to bring a totally unique gift to the King. No one else can give God my heart. I know it's not beneficial to be "me-focused" when we're talking about God, but it encourages me to know that I have the ability to offer God something that no one else can. It brings me joy to know that I can please Him -- simple as that.
Am struggling to maintain hope for this issue. I have to offer it to God and clearly ask for His help and direction. If it's gonna be this hard to make our deadline and keep our production schedule going (one lapse cuts into another issue's production cycle), then I want God to be in the middle of it, the focus of it, and the Creator behind it. I pray that He actually writes through us. I have to finish selling enough ads and then switch gears and tackle the cover story I'm writing. It looks tough on paper. I pray for the energy and creativity to pull it off. Having His blessings upon ad sales would be nice.
I was able to turn our newest intern, James Wetz, on to that "Does your dog bite?" scene in The Pink Panther Strikes Again. Yes, I have a dvd playing by my computer while I work. While that may sound glamorous, it's not. I am counting cusswords as part of my dvd review for the Pink Panther boxset (no cusswords so far -- in 3 movies). Anyway, James had not seen it yet. I feel like a drug dealer, giving away a free classic scene that he will laugh at and repeat to others, in turn spreading the "disease."
Yep, there's a new intern diaries up and being edited each work day. Go.
Posted by Doug Van Pelt at May 12, 2004 08:09 AM