Monthly Archives: December 2018

Faith, Literature

At Last, The King

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I started rereading The Fellowship of the Ring for the umpteenth time this week. It’s just as good as I remembered, but nine chapters still sounds like an awfully long time to wait for Aragorn.

While I was spending my Christmas Eve curled up on the couch reading about hobbits, I realized how perfect a book it is for me to read during advent! I’m waiting for my king.

Christmas is the climax. The hero is coming tonight.

Are you paying attention?

He’s sitting in the corner, in muddy boots, with his hood low over his eyes.

Are you watching?

He’s far away from the glamour; a tiny baby, sleeping in a manger.

Are you ready?

“In the dark, in the shadows
“Light has come
“In the quiet, in the dead of night
“Glory, glory sang the angels in the highest
“At last, the king has arrived”

-“At Last, the King” by the Gray Havens

Life

Hey

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Hey, hobbits.

I know I’ve been gone a lot.  ACT prep stole my time.  (I’m still looking for a place to lodge a complaint.)

I think the original idea was for me to take the ACT once.  Something happened to that, ’cause I just took it for the third time.  The third time.  Opening my fancy scientific calculator again was a weird feeling.  It was a little bit like a reunion with an old friend, and a little bit like running into your arch enemy when you thought he fell off a cliff in the last episode.

The Seventh Short Story also kinda’ fell off the bus.  Did you miss him?  We’ll see if he comes back.

Anyway, I turned eighteen last week.  Eighteen.

I keep looking in the mirror and saying, “You’re eighteen,” but I still don’t buy it.  I don’t look or feel like an adult.

“They told us that time flies, didn’t know what it means
Now I feel like we’re just running around trying to catch it and hoping to cut up its wings”

-“Lost in the Moment” by NF

Sometimes I think I was smarter when I was younger.  Like I’m growing backwards, and getting dumber.

Maybe that’s true.  But my heart’s in a better place now.  I’m not as selfish as I was when I was little, and I’m better at loving people, and at loving Jesus.

At the end of the day, that stuff’s more important.

So I guess I’m excited to grow up.  I’m excited to see where this year takes me.  I want to keep sharing my weird brain with you all, even when my life gets busy, so I’ll keep trying to do that too.

Thanks for reading.