A friend posted a link to an interesting overnight camp for youth that had, to me, references to Lord of the Rings. I’ve loved the Lord of the Ring trilogy for years, having read it seven times now, with plans to re-read it; it begs re-reading. The themes and layers throughout the story beg delving deeper and deeper, such treasure to find.
I remember the sheer bliss I felt when I found out the movies were being filmed. I remember sitting in the theater and watching as the first scenes unfolded and Hobbiton appeared JUST as I had imagined it. I confess, I cried.
I try to explain the heart yearning the story evokes. I can’t. I get choked up on the thought. I know it touches my core. There is something greater that it points to. I know this, too. Maybe someday I’ll be able to convey that greater message…
All Things Elda 