It’s difficult to get back into blogging. When I let so much time go by, I feel as though I need to have something significant to say, or not bother saying anything at all. Then again, if I don’t say something I may never get started again. That pithy, profound, perfect thought may never occur to me. So… for the sake of getting started once again, I’ll just write about what came across my desk this afternoon.
I’m editing a story about a training workshop held in Asia. The participants were learning how to develop media productions that would communicate with oral societies. Using stories from the Bible for practice, they “wrote a storyline, drew pictures, edited pictures with Photoshop, chose background music and recorded voice-over narration for the stories.” But here’s the kicker: as elephants are more valuable than sheep in their countries, they modified the story of The Lost Sheep (from the book of John) to “The Lost Elephant”.
Not ever having owned an elephant, I can’t imagine what it would be like to actually lose one (or how difficult it would be to find again). Yet it must be possible. Or maybe they were just having fun with the story. I don’t know. But I would like to have been there, crafting the story with them. They sound like a fun bunch to work with.
A journey of the heart 