I just finished watching the Minion movie for the second time. The first time, I just laughed at it. Y’all know by now that I love those guys, so I wasn’t looking for any kind of message, just laughs. The second time something clicked in my head.
If you don’t know the story by now, the Minions exist only to serve the most evil masters in history. When they were unable to find a master that they could follow and support, they had no purpose. They fell into despair and had no idea what to do with themselves. They were close to perishing from that lack of a reason to exist. It wasn’t until one of them named Kevin came up with a plan to find the tribe a purpose.
I don’t know about the rest of you who might be reading this, but I could relate to how they felt about not having a reason to keep going. Sometimes when I haven’t been working, I find myself succumbing to depression as well. I don’t mean the kind of depression that kept me from working in the first place. I mean the depression that I feel when I don’t have any reason to get up in the morning.
These past few months when I’ve been writing daily have been healing for me. I was beginning to feel like the Minions. Now I have a purpose, a reason to keep going. I don’t feel like I’m filling my days with idle activity that means nothing anymore.
Thank goodness for the Minions! Thank goodness for finding a purpose! I hope everyone reading will remember that and chase that reason to get up. It’s different for everybody, but I believe everyone has that reason. Good luck searching for it!