Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Day 7: A song that reminds me of an event

I'm not sure if there are words to describe what the LOTR trilogy of movies meant to our family.  They were a part of our Christmas season for the years they were released and even now, we try to watch them over the holiday season.  The release of Return of the King was an event.  It was anticipated, planned, and scheduled.  Sitting in the theatre and watching this beautiful story draw to its conclusion was both exhilarating and heartbreaking.  I want the faithfulness of Sam.  I want the courage of Merry and Pippin.  I want the woman's strength of Eowyn who is able to do what no man could do.

Do you remember sitting in the dark and watching the portraits of the cast?  Do you remember the beauty of haering Annie Lennox sing "Into the West" for the first time?  I do.  I will never forget.  It was an event; the end of an era.  There was a feeling of not knowing what to do next.

I will forever be thankful for sharing those stories with my children.  They are a part of our family culture.  Stories of faith, courage, strength, everything that is good and right and true.


Sheila said...

That song is absolutely beautiful....I have always loved her voice. When you put it with those words, that story....wow.

Josiah Tilton said...

Hi Lisa, Just wanted to say that I liked this post. Mostly because I like the Lord of the Rings and the hundreds of good things one can learn and quote. There is one scene that I really liked, mostly because it demonstrated that you didn't have to be the main character to be a hero. Samwise Gamgee was one of the great heroes of the story. There is a scene at the end of the Two Towers that sees Frodo almost overcome by the Ring: it goes like this...

Frodo, blinded by the ring’s power, pulls his sword on Sam and has it at his throat.

"It’s me, it’s your Sam, don’t you know your own Sam?"

Enough time passes for drama's sake and then Frodo begins to recover, then confesses the job’s too much for him.

"I can’t do this Sam."

"I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here, but we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered, full of darkness and danger they were. Sometimes you didn’t want to know the end, because how could the end be happy. How could the world go back to the way it was when there’s so much bad that had happened? But in the end it’s only a passing thing, this shadow; even darkness must pass.

A new day will come, and when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer. Those are the stories that stay with you, that meant something, even if you were too small to understand why.

But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. How folk in those stories had lots of chances for turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going because they were holding on to something."

"What are we holding on to Sam?"

"That there’s some good left in this world Mr. Frodo…and it’s worth fighting for."

In Romans 5 I see Jesus telling this kind of thing to His Father - when we are weak, ungodly and even enemies Christ comes, because there is still some good left in the world and it's worth fighting for.