A slightly obsessive vinyl record fanatic searches for his missing record. This story is inspired by an ancient, famous story about a lost coin that Jesus told.
What do you think of the story? What one word comes to mind when you think of this film? Why does he care so much about his one record? Why does losing something, or being lost, cause such a feeling of panic? What have you lost that would cause you to throw a party if you got it back? If you were lost, how would you feel if someone searched for you like this? Have you ever felt like God was searching for you? Maybe for instance, things happen that you knew couldn't be just coincidence or luck. What was this like for you? 
