As many of you know, I’m an actor.
And one of my favorite roles I ever played was Annie.
Yes, yes, your red-headed, optimistic orphan was portrayed by Yours Truly. A couple of times.
But I mean, come on. You can’t not love that show. It’s like the original Hallmark movie: set in NYC during Christmas, cheesy dialogue (Leapin’ Lizards!), and of course, a feel-good ending.
It’s got Hallmark written all over it.
Now, I could dissect the lyrics of “The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow.” I mean, let’s be real: that’d be a pretty appropriate topic for a recovery/hope-spewing blog.
But, you all are smart people and I’m not here to waste your time. I respect you too much.
I’m here to talk about…Daddy Warbucks.
Yep: your bald headed, capitalism-loving, millionaire softie.
Now. Quick recap, in case you live under a rock and have never seen the show/movie/atrocious 2015 remake where they ADDED SONGS -_- #DontMessWithTheClassic #CarolBurnettForLife
Only joking, only joking….kind of.
But a recap in one sentence: Little orphan Annie goes to live with grumpy Oliver Warbucks as a PR stunt to soften his image; and in the mean time, she melts his heart and He ends up adopting her and becoming Daddy Warbucks.
Yes, the music is great, there’s a dog, and the story line pulls at the heart strings. But I think what really captivates the audience and makes people fall in love with the show, is the relationship between Annie and Daddy Warbucks.
And I have a theory for why that is, aside from the fact that I looked cute in a red wig. 😉
I think that deep down, all of us want a Daddy Warbucks.
Hear me out. Annie is an orphan, living a “hard-knock-life.” An orphan. All her life, she has internalized that she was not wanted. Not loved. Her parents left her on a doorstep of an orphanage, because they didn’t want her.
That, my friends, is a wound. And a deep one at that.
But let’s be really honest here for a second: isn’t that our greatest fear?
And this little orphan is swept up into the arms of Daddy Warbucks, who falls in love with her, exactly as is. And showers her with all the delights money can buy: new clothes, trips to the movies, a beautiful mansion, presents, delectable foods — you name it. But at the end of the day, none of that mattered. “I don’t need anything but you.” Isn’t that all we long to hear? To know? That we are loved and are good. And worth loving?
It chokes me up every time I watch that show, because this little orphan, whose very existence communicated that she was unwanted, found someone who loved her unconditionally. She had nothing to offer. No way to earn it. Hell, when she arrived at the mansion, she started doing chores, only to be stopped. She didn’t have to work in order to earn anything. Daddy Warbucks just loved her.
And it can be our story too.
I’m gonna keep this brief, so as not to get preachy, but Daddy Warbucks is like our Heavenly Father.
But we long for someone to come in and validate us and alleviate those fears. Which, if left unresolved, leads so often to destructive behaviors. For me it was anorexia. But there are other things too: maybe we try to fill that hole with another addiction. Or promiscuity. Or designer clothing or shoes. Or busyness. Or gambling. Or being manipulative to people. Or lashing out. Or shutting people out completely.
There is validation to be found. And it is in the arms of our Father. He wants to delight in us. He wants to shower us with love and show us that we, in fact, are loved. Wanted. Valued. Worth loving. Worth saving. Worth adopting.
He wants to be Daddy Warbucks for me and you.
So put down the mop and bucket. There’s no work to be done here at the Warbucks Mansion.
And I promise, “I think you’re gonna like it here.” 🙂