Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.
– Seneca
I feel like I should share something I heard this morning in case someone else needs to hear it too.
I was flipping through the radio stations and I stopped when I heard an announcer telling this story about her taking her two little boys to the movies for the first time ever. They were both young and were very excited to be seeing their first movie in a real live theater. They were running a tad late, and when they finally rushed in, and got their seats, they realized that not only were the previews not showing yet, but the lights weren’t even dimmed and nothing was happening.
After sitting there a while, the attendant came and told them that they were having difficulties and that the movie was not going to be shown in this theater after all. They could still see the show, but would have to be moved to another theater within the building. The older boy understood and was ready to pack up and move down the hall, but the younger one just couldn’t grasp what the man was saying. He sat there and just started boo-hooing because he wanted to see the movie.
He wouldn’t budge.
Finally, after much coaxing from mom and the movie attendant, they finally drug the devastated kid out of the theater and into the next one. Lo and behold, this one was an even bigger theater…more seats, bigger screen, etc. Once the child saw this, he immediately dried it up and went on to enjoy his wonderful first ever movie-going experience.
The radio announcer paused for a minute and then said to think about this in regard to our own lives. This is how we are. We sit and cry in the old theater, refusing to budge, waiting for a movie that is never going to show, all because we don’t understand that if we just let go and get up and move down the hall…bigger and better things are waiting for us.
As someone who has been sitting in an old broken theater, I needed to hear that.
Love it! The analogy is great; so is the point. Thanks!
Thanks for reading. ❤
Your post really enlightened me! Huge wake up call 🙂
It had the same effect on me!
I wish I had that optimism. I can’t even find the courage to leave the house most days and I’m going insane stuck inside. What’s the point when all that is outside is being alone which is no different than inside? I admire your ability to see the good, but depression is a strong filter not so easily cast off.
I know what you mean. I truly do. I’ve been there so many times. I don’t know how I made it through, but I did. And you will too. It’s not optimism. It’s survival.
Great insight!