We are His workmanship.
That’s quite a thought. A thought worth contemplating carefully.
There’s an audio drama playing via the headphones. Characters are voiced by different actors. Each character’s voice is distinct. The interaction between the characters gives the piece its narrative flow. The feel for each scene is supported by other audio tools – incidental music, sound effects and often the power of the dramatic pause. The process of this audio drama took a number of different elements coordinated together.
There was the realisation of the need for each part. From realising there’s engaging with these element:
The writer with the idea. The producer with the ability to bring it all together. The director who could ensure the script went from page through the recording process. The engineers ensuring the soundscape and recording environment is just right. The actors who bring to life the ideas in the script. The editors who help the producer and director put everything together.
Once there has been effective engagement it’s for each part of the process to activate its function. As that is done, there is the checking process, ensuring that things are on time, within budget and crucially meeting the desired outcome of the process.
It is at the end of the process, however that the question emerges about how well each element co-operated with each other and how the overall tapestry harmonised.
Every episode of the audio drama is a production in itself and so every episode can learn from one previously produced so that the harmony process can be realised. Not just the making of a good episode. Not just one part doing its part from time to time. Each part consistently contributing, co-operating, collaborating to construct the harmonious whole story.
The workmanship being about its good works as each part functions as it should intrinsically connected.
It’s a beautiful thing to consider It’s a wonder to behold in the journey to experiencing all that we desire … for reaching what we have so long yearned for …
… But will we reach?
(Photo by Marc-Olivier Jodoin on Unsplash)
For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
