Just got home after watching “The Hobbit”. The movie is excellent, positively fantastic.
And wow, Bilbo has one big hairy pair of troglodyte feet. Real caveman specials.
But tonight was a chance to unplug, sit back, and take it all in.
But I soon began to hear something, familiar.
Here sits Bilbo, comfortable in his nicely decorated home. His pantry is full, his garden thriving, and his bookshelves are full of safe arm-chair adventures to be taken in between smoke rings and slices of cheese.
Bilbo is content, and happy with his existence.
But then here comes Gandalph, like a long sharp needle ready to pop the cheery, comfortable balloon that Bilbo has fashioned and calls life.
Gandalph talks of adventure, and danger in a way that makes Bilbo uncomfortable. As if he knows, expects, that this is what Bilbo has been waiting for.
Bilbo retreats, hides, cowering in his house, afraid of what calls to him. But it is no use. His door is marked, he has been chosen, the journey has begun.
One by one, visitors begin to show up. They are rude, inconvenient, and oblivious to Bilbo’s sensitivities.
His food is eaten by strangers, his life turned upside down, his home and everything he has worked so hard for has been trashed, disrupted, and derailed.
But by morning, the guests are all gone. His home is once again quiet, peaceful, and undisturbed. He walks around on tip toes, hoping against hope that the mess, noise, and intrusion into his life, those unreasonable demands, are gone for good.
They are. But now the house seems strangely quiet. The things he treasures feel less important compared to the wild adventure that Gandalph and the Dwarfs all spoke of. In this adventure there is a role that only a Hobbit can fill. And the things he would be called on to do would be far greater things than he had allowed himself to ever dream. He will become something more. He will become something new.
The contract the Dwarfs left still lay on the table. He picks it up, and looks it over. It’s an insane offer, definitely not safe. There were no promises, no certain outcome. Everything would be sacrificed, and possibly lost. Forever.
In a moment of intuition and clarity, he signs the contract, leaves everything behind, and runs down the road after the little band headed off into the unknown.
“Again I tell you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God.” 25 When the disciples heard this, they were greatly astonished and asked, “Who then can be saved?” 26 Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” 27 Peter answered him, “We have left everything to follow you! What then will there be for us?” 28 Jesus said to them, “I tell you the truth, at the renewal of all things, when the Son of Man sits on his glorious throne, you who have followed me will also sit on twelve thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel. 29 And everyone who has left houses or brothers or sisters or father or mother or children or fields for my sake will receive a hundred times as much and will inherit eternal life. 30 But many who are first will be last, and many who are last will be first.”
I understand Bilbo Baggins version of the Gospel, it is clear.
- A Review of The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey (magnaefamae.com)
- The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey: Martin Freeman on Bilbo Baggins and global fame (telegraph.co.uk)
- What The Hobbit Teaches Us About American Values (noellecampbelldotcom.wordpress.com)