A Night at the Theatre

Tale as old as time...what a blast we had on Monday night at the elegant Paramount Theatre.  When you have little girls, I think most dads dream about taking them to the theatre (that's the fancy way to spell "theater" - they don't sell popcorn at these kinds.)  They dress to the nines and can hardly contain their emotions.

We saw Beauty and the Beast.  One of Disney's masterpieces with some real redemptive themes, such as sacrificing one's agenda for the other's good.  The music is great, straight from the movie with a few extra songs as well - stretching the performance to a good 2 hours, 40 minutes (including intermission).  Our six year old got a little restless, but both girls were largely riveted to the stage.

There's a great dancing scene featuring metal beer mugs with sounds mimicking a tap dance.  The performers' voices were incredible and in most cases nearly indistinguishable from those of the movie.

The night at the theatre is one when everything is near perfect:  little faces with unmatched joy; sparkly shoes and frilly dresses; an opportunity to feel alive; a moment when the world seems to spin in slow motion allowing moms and dads to stare at each other with pride and thankfulness for their little people.

With the constant onslaught of illness, tragedy, chores, and other difficulties we face, a night at the theatre is a small respite that reminds us of God's goodness.  Psalm 46:10 says, "Be still and know that I am God."  Not that a musical in the city is a worship service, but do you ever find those special moments and just worship God for giving you these magical moments of clarity?