Doors and Windows

What's the movie that has the cheesy line, "When God closes a door, somewhere he opens a window?" 100 million points to the person who can tell me. Anyway, as I said before I applied to two jobs in NYC. Last night as I was trying to fall asleep I suddenly thought, "I don't want to move to NYC, bad things happen to people there; there is no such thing as suburbia, I'll be the hick from the sticks." Of course, I realized then that it was just fear overtaking me and I did a lot of praying that God would prepare me for what he had for me. Apparently (after a reply back from one company) it isn't working outside NYC, the other company is right in the heart of the city. So, yes, I'm still afraid, and I really would like something to work out for me, but I am trusting that God will point me in the right direction, you know, either walk through the door, or jump through the window. Speaking of, does anyone else ever feel like God is telling them to take the window and when they get to it they realize its on the 10th floor? Well, I'm outta here, my mom's making dinner and I'm starving!