Lord of The Rings is a wonderful story. In fact I believe it to be one of the greatest fantasy books ever written (even though it is in the sci-fi section). Through out the story one of the characters, the great wizard Gandalf, calls a thoughtless hobbit named Pippin a fool. The poor idiotic hobbit doesn’t seem to do the wisest things and then Gandalf repeatedly calls him a fool. In the third installment, Return of the King, Pippin seeks refuge in his beloved leader Gandalf just before the great battle of the story. “Is there any hope?” and the wizard smiles and replies “only a fool's hope.”
The week that’s past I spent with family in a pleasant setting nestled in the Ozarks of Missouri. Much reminded me of my home away from home in Knoxville. This town had small rolling mountains for skyscrapers and small stores flooded with proud Yankees. Yes, this town has a name; it is Branson. I wondered for weeks leading up to our trip why we would waste our time in such a boring place and even now believe other trips we have ventured on seemed better. In the end I must confess that the week proved better then I had anticipated or imagined. While on the trip, we met as a family for church. During this small gathering we ventured on to the topic of what we hope for. My father led the discussion and asked us what we hope for. My cousins gave their answers that included graduation and marriage, all that jazz. When everyone’s eyes fell on me I threw out the simple answers; graduation, success in family, and eventually teach. I really wish for these hopes to pass yet I felt that those were not the most important answers to give.
In my last post I ventured into the realm of self-doubt. Self-doubt about whether or not ministry is my true calling in life. Last night I think God spoke through one of my friends to me. Several of my friends and I went to a field in the middle of nowhere. While gazing at the endless above I found myself wondering into a deep conversation with the same girl as in my previous post. This time around she helped me, and pointed something out to me. I disclosed the struggle in my head about my doubt. I told her of my fear that I may kill a church or be a horrible leader, and not be able to help people. I’ve seen all this done. I do not remember the exact words she said at that moment, for I have had a serious lack of sleep since then, but her words comforted me. She then also shared her greatest spiritual weakness with me. Later that early morning we talked about the marvel of God’s creation. She said she could look at a swarm of gnats and see the amazing knowledge and power of God. “Who else could have thought of something so small yet know its grave purpose.” I was amazed at how she could see God and his power in something so minute. That got me wondering. Is what I choose to do for an occupation going to change the course of God’s will? I think not. Whether I chose architecture or Vocational ministry Christ will return precisely when he means too. All I have to consider is, am I living as Christ would will me to live? Do my actions gratify God? I choose ministry not because God revealed himself to me in some burning bush but because this servant hood will help me to be the best man of God I could possibly be. I’m just along for the ride on what ever experiences God may, and will throw my way on such a choice.
I don’t really know for sure why Gandalf answered Pippin the way he did but I can only imagine that in the heart of a foolish and thoughtless hobbit also lies the will to be victorious in what may seem as, an impossible battle to win. I am a foolish and thoughtless human that never quite gets it, yet because of my hope I can stand firm in my decision to become a minister.
So now I thank you friend, thank you for your words and wisdom in realizing your place in the massive and wonderful creation of God. You may never know the weight that carried with last night’s conversation. Thank you. The next time a person asks me what some of my hopes are I can answer them with this; I hope and pray that God will give me experiences that will change my life into being more like my rabbi
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