When you think about it it, for every thing you’ve ever done, there was a time before you’d done it. Before you breathed your first breath, you’d never breathed before. Before you ate your first meal you’d never eaten before. Before you’d taken your first step you’d never walked before.
Last weekend was a time one of my firsts. I’d never been to a service for a multi-site church. I’d never known what it was like to see certain elements delivered via video and others live. Sure, we’ve had a live video venue for a couple of years, but this was different. This was a whole integrated, not something somewhat better than video overflow. This was the same thing as main campus with a different band and the same elements
You can see that the whole thing hadn’t yet started when I took this first picture from my iPhone. The band was practicing, the tech team was tweaking, but the seats were all empty. Each person there had traveled from the main campus to this one 30-40 minutes away. At least two people on the team were operating on less than two hours of sleep, having gone to bed at 4:00 the night before because of the last minute touches that needed to be finished before this campus opened.
Would their sacrifice bear fruit? Would people outside of the 60 person launch team arrive? The team had spent countless hours knocking on doors inviting. Flyers had been printed; commercials had been produced and shown, but who would arrive?
This photo doesn’t show what I saw. The empty seats you see where the only ones in the room. A campus that launched with two services heard talk of a third on it’s first day. The launch team was out-numbered; the air was electric. For me, it was like stepping back in time to when Quest was a young church. It was surreal as well. The guy on stage wasn’t Pete, my pastor. The person in charge of worship wasn’t Sharon. The sound guy wasn’t Rob and I wasn’t running a camera or calling shots.
I couldn’t believe all the ways this place was different and yet the same as Quest in Lexington. It had the same heart, though. I knew when my eyes opened at ten ’til 6:00 on Sunday, December 7th and I headed for Quest Frankfort that I would be change by that experience. Last Sunday, I was on Quest’s video team. On Sunday I led Quest Frankfort’s team. Sleep is over rated. The six hours I missed were certainly balanced out by the two lives that forever changed when they returned to the arms of their creator, in preparation for their real lives. It was worth it all.
Paul
Quest Frankfort Video Team
Point Leader
p.s. More on the tech later, including something in use no where else in the world.
