I watched the tail end of one of my favorite movies last night: Babetteâ€™s Feast. I absolutely love that whole feast sequence. I was powerfully moved by Babetteâ€™s selfless generosity to do what she loves doing: being a chef. She generously and sacrificially spent all 10,000 francs of her lottery winnings to give 12 people the feast of their lives.
I believe in divine timing. Just that day I was wrestling with being a pastor. Lately, it has been a real struggle serving the church. I went for a therapeutic ride on my motorcycle and just prayed as I glided through the dusk. I heard, in my heart, the words, â€œDo you love me? Then feed my sheep. Donâ€™t feed on my sheep!â€ I then realized that Iâ€™m still far from being a selfless servant who is willing to serve without reward and to love unconditionally without strings attached or expectations to fulfill. Iâ€™ve a long way to go. But I want to get there. Jesus loves the church and gave himself up for her. Paul didnâ€™t want to burden his churches, not as a power trip, but because he loved them.
So, like Babette, I aspire to feed and nurture and love people, not because I want or expect something in return, but because this is what a servant does. This is what a lover does. Iâ€™m thankful that my mindless, vegetative channel-surfing turned into an artistic, creative, divine lesson that service is an inspiring work of art, that giving generously is a beautiful, gracious act never to be regretted.