Samwise Gamgee, again

 I have been reading old blog postings the last couple of days. Re-learning the beautiful lessons that God taught me years ago and being so very glad that I wrote them down! 

When I wrote this I had only been having seizures about 2 years. We had never dreamed that I would someday have a service animal, but I am positive, looking back, that God gave Andy this revelation for my future need of my Samwise seizure dog.

(This is just a silly picture of him “dressed” as a super hero after a bath)

So much has changed in our physical world since I wrote this.
I suppose things have changed spiritually too - hopefully we have continued to grow and mature.
But what stood out to me is that this lesson stays the same. We need our supporter, our helper, always.

 Keep seeking that!


Tue, July 13, 2010
We watched Lord of the Rings, Return of the King today - just because. (Truthfully, I need to read the book. I am almost embarrassed to admit that I haven't!)

We had played outside in the morning, before the heat and humidity became unbearable. The boys had worked some puzzles, and later woke daddy up. (He's on late shift again, so sleeping til 12 is the way it works around here...) 

But it was 12, and they were bored, and a movie seemed an appropriate idea for a lazy summer afternoon. 

Daddy watched some of it with them. I got to sit for portions also. But my boys sat and soaked up every minute. 

I am pretty sure that every moment that I watched made me cry. The rallying cry for the men of Rohan to "ride for honor and freedom". The ghost warriors earning their ability to rest in peace after finally fighting as they had promised in life. Arwen stepping out from behind the banner to greet Aragorn, the new king and her true love. 

Near the end, when Frodo is hanging off the edge of the precipice and Sam entreats him not to let go, I commented to Andy and the boys that even though the evil of the ring had captured Frodo's mind and heart for a while, his friend had stood by him. We need our friends to back us up. 

Andy thought about the movie for a minute and said "Really, Sam is like the Holy Spirit". Throughout the movie, he is the quiet voice encouraging Frodo. He tries to help him make the right choices. He carries his food, and blankets. He uncovers his face so he can breathe again when the spider captures him. He even carries Frodo up the hill to the fire of Mount Doom. But -he can't carry the ring. Nor could he throw the ring away. Frodo had to do it. He had to make that decision himself. 

We have an encourager, who travels with us everywhere we go. Trips as simple as the grocery, or as distant as the moon. He gives us advice - what to say, how to respond, reminders to smile rather then scowl and to swallow rather then scream. However, we have to make the decision to follow that advise. We have to "throw the ring". 

The longer Frodo carried that ring, the heavier it got. It left marks around his neck, and began to scar his mind. Sin does the same thing to us. Especially a sin we favor. "It's not a big deal"... "No one really notices"... "It doesn't hurt anyone"... "It's not even mentioned in the Bible"... 

You know what I am talking about. Those little nudges that the Spirit says "stop", and the marks are your neck are getting bloodied from, but still, you continue to do. 

Listen to your Sam. Throw away the ring. 

I really didn't get on here planning to preach tonight. I just wanted to talk about how much I love my hubby's ability to find the Holy Spirit in an action movie. But, sometimes my fingers just type, and someone else is doing the talking - so, whoever needed to hear this, blessings. Throw the ring in, and feel the release from around your neck. 

And remember, not only do you have a friend in your Sam (the Holy Spirit), I promise that you have me too.