I went to the movies a couple of weeks ago to see “Lincoln…”
But instead, I saw Love.
My husband was treating me to a movie and burger date for my birthday. For me, going to the movies is a huge treat.I love the atmosphere…the anticipation when purchasing tickets, the hushed feel of a darkened theatre…the fun of the previews and the uninterrupted enjoyment of a story on film.
When we arrived, Tom went to get the tickets and I ducked into the ladies room. We were running a bit late, and so I hurried in, pleased that it wasn’t crowded. In fact, only one other person was there…an older lady wearing a red winter cap on her grey curls. She smiled at me as I ducked into the stall. When I emerged, she was still there, pacing back and forth, humming to herself. As I made my way toward the sink, she turned and followed me.
And then she spoke.
“I can’t find my way out of here,” she said quietly.
“Well,” I replied, “I know the way out. We’ll go together as soon as I wash my hands.”
She smiled and waited for me. We walked out together, and she murmured, ” You seem like a kind person. Don’t ever let this happen to your brain.”
“Is someone here with you?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said. “My…” her voice trailed off when she saw him, her delight shining in her smile. “There he is!” She pointed to a gentleman wearing a plaid flannel shirt.
Her husband’s worried look was replaced with relief when he saw her.
I found Tom and we made our way into the theater and found a seat. Settling next to us were my ladies room friend and her husband.
Soon, the lights dimmed and “Lincoln” began. We were transported to the Civil War, mesmerized by the scenic design, costumes and acting.
About halfway through the movie, the lady shifted in her seat, becoming disoriented and agitated. Her husband immediately stood, and put his arm around her, whispering comfort to her as they walked out of the theater.
Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful…It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things…(from 1 Corinthians 13, NRSV)
…and I saw it in action. Clad in a flannel shirt, holding a wrinkled, familiar hand, whispering comfort.
I saw love at the movie theater.