There are so many things I love about The Lord of the Rings, so many things about it that are true.
Like the scene above, for instance. There’s so much there. Gandalf gently rebuking Bilbo for his little stunt with the ring. How like us, right? How many times have we done something seemingly innocuous, but which had unintended consequences?
Truly, how much of our lives are given to just that: dealing with the permutations, and ripples, of things we thought were harmless? This is a world of cause and effect, push and pull, one in which “for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.”
What was to Bilbo a harmless prank, was to Middle Earth’s enemy a beacon. Or would soon be. Like him, we need to consider the consequences of our choices. Lest those things come back to bite us.
Even so, with all the wisdom of Heaven available, there are things we hold onto–and things that hold onto us. How often are we, like Bilbo, confronted by God about something we need to give up–and yet don’t want to?
It is ours, our own, our precious. It will be different for each of us, but there is often that something that seems to dog us, that owns us. And merely contemplating its absence is a painful thing for us. It is familiar, comfortable, a part of us, and yet must go.
Each of you reading knows what this is for you. How you, like me, have gone to God–much like Bilbo in the clip above–with the attitude that He was robbing you of something. Something dear. Something precious.
“Do not take me for some conjurer of cheap tricks! I’m not trying to rob you. I’m trying to help you.”
As Bilbo did with Gandalf, may we run into God’s arms today.
What do you need to lay down?