
After several years of praying for it, His timing is right and Musicworx is finally recording its first group album.
And among other tasks is the design of the album cover.
The beginning of every creative process is very difficult, because you can’t force ideas to come out of thin air.
An initial concept for the album cover was very easy to implement, faces of group members over a white background, and the name of our group affixed in bold below. But this I felt was self serving, and lacking in inspiration.
After some prayer God led me to the song I Will Go. Since beginning way back in 2002, the song has been our theme song. It talks about answering the call of God to serve Him and making the missionary journey our home even if it entailed leaving behind the comforts we know, and giving up our earthly ambitions.
The new concept took inspiration from this song, it would picture all of us walking into the sunrise, symbolizing our decision to answer the Lord’s call. Our figures were to be silhouettes against an amazing backdrop of colors, and far off into the horizon a journey that beckoned us forth.
The concept was beautiful. But it would be much harder to implement.
God loves challenges. I forgot that. So here is when I started to worry.
As soon as the concept was firmed up, the search for a new location began. I knew there were lots of grassy slopes at the university where I had gone to college, but the location was too low. And if ever I’d be able to shoot silhouettes I’d also get distracting trees and other buildings. We needed higher ground.
All through the week I prayed that God would provide us with the perfect location for the shoot. But the week was coming to a close and I was getting desperate. It was a Friday morning when I posted SOS messages on a couple of local photography discussion boards that I regularly frequent.
I let them know I was a member of a Christian singing group, and what our needs were. “Help find location for photo shoot,” I called out. Throughout the day I would visit both sites, refreshing its contents in hopes that someone would have the answers. There were a few suggestions, but nothing sounded right.
Disappointed, I checked one more time before going to bed that evening. And to my delight, someone had posted a photo. “This place high enough bro?” asked forum member Deo Patalinhog (who coincidentally goes to Christ Commission Fellowship also). The photo brought me to tears. It was perfect and everything I had imagined. At this moment my heart bounced back to life, God had answered my prayers.
With the location in the bag, my worries moved on to shooting the photo. I just purchased my first Digital SLR a few months back, and as much as I was an avid amateur photographer, I was daunted by the technical challenge. This entire week I prayed that God would see my inadequacies and fill in what was missing. This week, He kept reminding me, “its not about you, its about me,” and I that I should just continue wanting to know Him more, and seeking His glory. He’d take care of the rest.
I prayed fervently, asked everyone I could to pray for me. There were other things to think about too. Our recording was the coming weekend. Heavy rains have blasted through Metro Manila the entire week. I had my Master’s Project to complete. And then there were the preparations for an evangelistic concert in Southern Leyte next month. My hands were literally all clammy the entire week. So much worrying for a small little man.
Small indeed. If we compare ourselves to God we are insignificant. But He also promises that if we look to Him in faith His resources are limitless. I held on to that verse all week.
The weekend came by. We recorded Saturday. Sunday was supposed to be the day everything would begin clearing up, but it was still very cloudy. So we did not shoot as scheduled. We finished our recording instead.
We still had Monday. It was declared a national holiday and everyone was off from work. I too was given the option not to come to work as well. We had agreed to wait and see, if the weather was good I’d take a leave and we’d go for it.
Upon waking up, my eyes not yet adjusted, I went straight for the balcony, squinting like I had been blind all my life, the pain was searing but I could see the sun shining and that was enough to make me smile. I prayed, “Lord take away the clouds and let the sun shine through today. Shine upon us that we may reflect your light.”
The decision was made. Everything seemed right. I kept peering out the window and the sun seemed to be shining brighter each time. Calls were dispatched to the group members. Almost all of us were available except that John had already set an appointment, and Zedith had to go back to Manila to run some errands.
Sunset was 6:16pm on that August 20th. We wanted to be there early so we would have enough time to find the place, set up the equipment, and rehearse blocking. But it would not be, despite leaving early we lost precious time waiting for the two to arrive. The album cover would not be right without the entire group, even if we just needed silhouettes.
Then out of nowhere Evelyn asked me if I had brought my tripod. I had forgot. Leaving the other group to wait for John and Zedith at the train station, we dashed back home to get the tripod.
It was passed 5pm already when we had caught up with the other group on the way to Taytay, Rizal. Although the weather was fair back in the city, here grey clouds were over head, it was starting to drizzle. “How much worse could it get?” I kept looking at the sun. The traffic was terrible. Our collective nervous energy at that point would probably have been enough to light one household.
As we drew closer I prayed even harder that God would stop the sun, that He would paint an amazing backdrop for us. “Lord I have been putting you first, please shower your riches upon us today.”
By the time we had found the place, it was almost 6pm. The sun was saying goodbye. Despite the drizzle we ran through the knee high grass taking as much photos as we could. They looked alright but not one close to what I had imagined.
When we wrapped up, it was getting dark. The drizzle had stopped, and we were left sitting on a hill overlooking the city. It was beautiful there, and it would have been a waste if we did not make the most of it. We paused for about 20 minutes to have devotions, the light had waned, so much so that as I read through the last pages of the chapter, I had to strain my eyes to read the words. We bowed down to pray…and as we opened our eyes the city had lit up before us.
We had already begun packing up, ready to go when Pastor Jupiter asked me to photograph the nightscape. I didn’t tinker with the camera, let it decide on its own how long to keep the shutter open. When the preview popped out 30 seconds later, it was a breathtaking photo. Then it hit me, what if we try standing still, will our outlines become silhouettes?
Like brave soldiers Bonita and Felynn walked through the tall grass without even worrying about being bitten by snakes or other creatures just so we could do a test shot. It came out promising.
Then it started to drizzle again. Everyone was rushed out to the field. Quickly shouting out commands for the blocking, I set the timer, and ran towards the field myself. It was such a quick thing that we didn’t have much time to setup. I just ran into the first available space. Everyone was instructed to stand as still as possible, “the shutter is going to open for 30 seconds to a minute. I need you as stiff as a tree.” By this time the drizzle had turned to rain, as everyone patiently waited for the sound of the shutter to go off.
We all ran back to the camera. A professional photographer would by practice take an entire roll to have a sizable amount of shots to pick from but it was raining too hard to afford another go at it. That one shot had to be right.
With bated breath we hit the preview button.
The photo looked amazing.
Better than we could have ever hoped for. There was a combined gasp for joy.
In high spirits we all hurried into our vehicles and left for home.
I am writing this piece a day after, and I am still charged with emotion. Despite all my worries He came through for us. I had stubbornly wanted things my way, I wanted to shoot when the sun was bright enough so that it would cast silhouettes on our figures, naively I didn’t dare to think that my Father in heaven is also an artist who can create beauty even if it was completely dark. He had planned it all along. His plan was better and it came out much more beautiful than I had ever imagined. Truly He is all that He has promised to be and so much more.
This album cover is a tribute to Him and all that He is. May He be glorified forever.