A few Sundays ago, some situations were weighing heavily on my heart. As we worshipped, I was drawn to the themes of grace and redemption. These are ideas that my heart readily connects with. But as we sang, I asked God, “How does this apply to where I’m at right now? How does the gospel address my aloneness in this situation?” God often connects with my heart through story, and as we continued to dialogue, he brought to mind a specific scene from The Lord of the Rings
trilogy. It’s the scene in the Two Towers
when Eowyn is weeping over her cousin Theodred’s dead body. Wormtongue enters the room, and, after she fiercely tells him to leave her alone, he responds:
Oh, but you are alone. Who knows what you have spoken to the darkness, alone, in the bitter watches of the night, when all your life seems to shrink, the walls of your bower closing in about you, a hutch to trammel some wild thing in? So fair, yet so cold like a morning of pale Spring still clinging to Winter's chill.
Eowyn becomes mesmerized by his words. Her eyes are locked on his, and he touches her face. But then she snaps out of it, tells him, “Your words are poison!” and she leaves the room.
As I thought about this scene and what God wanted to speak to me through it, several thoughts came to mind.