Recently I went with my father to see "The Blind Side". I'm quite the fan of dates. :) I like to spend one-on-one time with people and just do something special together. Sadly though, I have very few people to go on such dates with. But my dad is always up for it! :)
To start with I saw previews for this movie months ago when I was on another such date with my mother and we saw "Julie and Julia". By the end of the preview my mother was bawling. How cute, rght? :) Unfortunately I had no tissues to offer her and she doesn't like using my sleeve. Anyways...
The movie was great! I thought so anyways. Critics are always so... critical. Hmmm, isn't that ironic? :P It was also one of those movies that speaks to your "insides". Sure, there's lots of good movies out there. Two of my favorites are "Enchanted" and "Babe". Enchanted is just a good movie but Babe speaks to my insides. Most people laugh at me when I say that but I know it's only because they think I'm cute. ;)
We, as people, have such a hard time believing in ourselves. I kjnow for myself every day I wake up to thougths about how I'm not qualified to do what is on my plate today. Not because I don't have the training but because my person is not good enough. I know, all my friends that read this are like, NOT TRUE AMANDA! And maybe it isn't true, but that's how my honest insides feel. Too often we portray the kind of happy person that we think the world wants to see and not very often do we reveal our honest insides. Hmmm... that's a whole nother post in itself.
So I'm watching this movie and pretty much the whole time I have that familiar lump in my throat. It's familiar because, I don't cry. Sure things make me want to cry, but I don't do it. I've always felt like it didn't portray the kind of strong person I want to be.
And that's the thing! None of us really are the strong kind of person we want to be. I have a few friends... and I hear the stories about how we just want to run into a small closet and hide and sometimes we do just that! In college I lived in a rather small apartment with four other ladies. We had one such a closet. They called it the "Prayer Closet" but I used it more as a "Hiding Closet". :)
I'm not very strong on my own. None of us are. Every time I've had to do something important in my life I've always needed a little "push". Thank goodness for those people who will "push" us! Who will get in our face and tell us the truth about ourselves. Not the "clean up your act" truth but the, "I KNOW you can do this and by golly I'm gonna MAKE sure you do!" truth. :) Yeah Disney is right, you do need to believe in yourself. But I think even more importantly we need people who believe in us. We need the fairy godmother, the genie, Farmer Hoggett (that's a Babe reference by the way ;)), and the mom from the Blind Side.
Their job is tough, they are often rejected by us. They have to work at getting through. I am so thankful for their faithfulness though. Or where would I be now? Still in that closet in Minnesota? I am where I am today and headed where I am today not because of my own ambition or my own greatness but because of the people who helped me become who I am.
Who are your "pushers"? :)
