The ornaments of your house will be the guests who frequent it.
29 For you have been given the privilege of serving Christ, not only by believing in him, but also by suffering for him.
Bilbo slipped it on in times of trial and tempation,
He found it by chance, won it by riddling, paid for it until he
left for the Blessed Realm of the Elves, heading west.
He left it as a gift for his nephew who
suffered on a journey that often echoes our own,
his quest was to destroy that which had become
toxic for him, addictive, seductive. It cost him a finger.
Frodo fell many times, and yet kept going. His reward?
A faithful friendship deepened, a friend who helped
him stay on the right road till the end.
And just when everything looked bleak, they were
carried on eagle’s wings to safety.
This is a very simplified synopsis of a piece of the Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien. It echoes our own quest on good and bad days. We are on a road that goes ever ever on, and when we tire of being invisible, weary from the same battle, when we see no progress, we are still in a better place than ever before, and the Goal is ever brighter.
Don’t give up.
Lord, help me to run this race to completion, welcoming all that comes, standing in you and thanking you as I move ever closer to you. Help me let go of whatever “ring” is taunting me, to deliver it to you.
Because of Him,