I’ve been reading the Lord of the Rings (now I am on the third book – The return of the king), so there is this part when Pippin looked far to the land from a high place in Gondor and he has this glooming feeling where “hope seemed to wither”. And for a quick moment I wonder how many times we feel that way even when we look from a high place and see no good; everything around seems dark, and a war is about to break, and for a second all of our hope vanishes. And if we don’t pay attention, we tend to freeze right in this moment of despair. But the story didn’t end there, that happened in the very first chapter of the 3rd book. So much is about to happen. And how many times in our lives we forget that too; that our life is just beginning, that was just a chapter. We don’t know what is to come. Sometimes we, I included, just assume that is the end. It might be the end of a chapter or just a full stop. “Then, suddenly Pippin looked...
a pinch of God's Word // uma pitada da Palavra de Deus