I’ve made three Babette blankets of various sizes – and I’m working on the final panel of a fourth – but last night I was finally able to watch the movie. I remember it being recommended to me many years ago – possibly more than 10 years ago even – but getting the movie from the library and actually having time to watch it? That combination has been long in coming. And of course it goes off the radar for a while and then comes back on.
However, I have at last been able to sit and enjoy the movie – while at the same time enjoying my own feast of sorts – sushi, red globe grapes and chocolate mint ice cream. Quite delicious, but certainly not what the villagers enjoyed!
So, was it worth the wait? Were there lessons to be learned from this movie? I certainly think so!
First of all, good things – really good things – take work, time, resources (in this case a lot of money) and patient practice. Babette was an amazing cook who worked from the view that cooking was not just something to do, but something to do well. She saw it as ART, not housework. Yesterday my daughter made an omelette and she added a sprig of kale and a mushroom to the middle to make it look nice for the picture. That’s the extra mile that makes the mundane beautiful. That is all over not just this meal, but every meal that Babette cooks.
Secondly – you may have to go away to find the ingredients that make up the ART that is your life. I’m reminded of the woman in Proverbs 31 who scours the market place. My Pinterest board is evidence of my scouring and searching for things of beauty that may possibly add joy to my life!
And because a good essay or sermon always has three points, I need to make one too. While Babette was busy in the kitchen, paying attention to all these details, making everything “just right” her guests had no clue as to what they were being offered. Thank goodness the General came to help them discover the truth.
The people of that village had chosen to close their minds and to deny the sensation of taste that was offered them. They deliberately turned the conversation towards the mundane, rather than fully enjoy the good things that Babette had prepared. This is, I think, the point of the story. I can choose, deliberately and completely, to ignore the abundance of good things that God in His grace has provided for me. By pre-judging, I deny myself the possibility of a good friend, a new turn of thought and an opportunity to grow and learn. I deny myself a fuller, broader, more experienced life.
All of my Babette blankets have been made with “stash” yarn – the stuff I have on hand. I wonder, what it would be like if I deliberately sought out the colours that make my heart sing and one day, made a blanket that is truly a “Babette” feast for the eyes and the body.
Please take this post as an encouragement to enjoy this film.
(Still learning to fully live!)