Several years ago our company did a pilot for a possible television show.  We were in Kansas City at a studio with excellent equipment and limited professional personnel.  Bob Howery, a highly skilled set designer had taken off from his work in Houston to design and build our sets.  The limitations at the studio severely disaffected his artistry.  Instead of his creative designs, he had to provide one fenced-in area suitable for all our show’s settings.  The rest of us had to make the same kind of concession in our assignments, which we did with a chorus of dramatic mutterings and grumblings and frequent use of the words, “never again”.  Bob was not contributing to the chorus of complaints.  He wasn’t even in the crowd of mourners lamenting our restrictions.  I found him in the scene shop.  On the table were the designs he had brought with him.  They were rolled up and discarded.  Instead of the sets he had planned, was one foot of picket fence which Bob was painting pink.  I knew the pain such an adjustment brought to this gifted artist.  However, I overheard what Bob was saying, “If God brought me to Kansas City to paint a fence, I’m going to paint the best fence He ever saw.”

Bob was on the A.D. Players’ Board of Directors for many years.  He served this ministry in many vital ways, and in the gloom of that day in Kansas City, he taught me a mighty principle: whatsoever is God’s assignment, ours is to do our best.