I finally had the chance to go and watch the most talked about movie of the season, The Greatest Showman. I was excited and even popped an entire box of tissues into my messenger bag before I left the house. I was expecting an emotional rollercoaster ride because I’m a cryer and I love a movie that can pull on my heartstrings. I never would have guessed how I would have been feeling by the movie’s end this day.
If you have yet to watch The Greatest Showman be warned that there will be spoilers below.
I came away from The Greatest Showman kind of sad. I was hoping it would be more about the outcasts, the “freaks.” That was my first mistake considering the title of the movie. I was eager to see the joy restored to all of those characters. Joy was restored but it was brief. I seriously could have watched an entire movie about them. Their stories, how they overcame, the power of encouragement. Instead we focused on one character and his dream.
P.T. Barnum was raised a poor boy and dreamed of becoming somebody great. His dreams would only continue to get grander. He married and had two girls. His wife had come from riches and he would always compare himself to her father. That right there was P.T.’s flaw. He would always compare himself to anybody he deemed better than himself. His current “good” was never “good enough.” He always felt like he was failing his family and wanted something better for them. His focus became so intense that he actually disregarded his family completely at one point. With the thought in the back of his head that he was doing this for them.
I believe this is a great lesson for all of us. It is so easy to become obsessed. Whether that be with having the perfect social media account or having picture perfect birthday parties for our kids. We all have the ability to fall into the sin of comparison.
Thankfully, by the end of the movie P.T. came to the realization that he had sacrificed his time with his family for the hope of providing a better life for them. My loves, learn this now. Your time with your children? Those days are numbered.
This movie has been a wonderful eye opener to many. A good look at the book of Ecclesiastes. We strive for so much but really it’s all meaningless.
I denied myself nothing my eyes desired;
I refused my heart no pleasure.
My heart took delight in all my labor,
and this was the reward for all my toil.
Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done
and what I had toiled to achieve,
everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun.
What a great reminder that at the end of our lives all we have with us are our memories. Mamas, what are you doing with your days?