There's a part of Lord of The Rings that really grabs me.
When I was in college, that book was all the rage. Star Wars had yet to come out. The Matrix hadn't been made and Harry Potter? Never heard of him. They made a not good but great movie of Lord of The Rings but the book was the gateway for me.
Back to what grabs me.
In one part of the book, the good guys are in trouble. The bad guys are about to prevail. They're at a place called Gondor, the good guys are surrounded and as the saying goes, it don't look good. And then...the passage that makes me cry. Off in the distance the good guys hear,
"Horns, horns, horns...Great horns of the North wildly blowing. Rohan had come at last."
Gets me every time.
I've been misting up to that for years. Why?
I love when it looks bleakest, when it looks hopeless, the cavalry comes to save the day. Comes to rescue you.
They've been making movies, writing books, doing TV shows about that forever.
Let's talk about real life.
There are people, everywhere, who need rescuing.
People who have a bit of bad luck, then a bit more bad luck, and before you know it, it turns into, "How'd I get here?"
Some people think that others can see bad things coming and think that those people chose to ignore the signs.
I tend to think differently.
I think Life is what it is. Or as Popeye says, "It yam what it yam." And sometimes it overwhelms.
Boy, a helping hand sure is a welcome thing.
I grew up thinking that. My parents taught me that.
Help people who need help. That old saying, "Treat people like you'd like to be treated."
I do like the concept of saving someone and being saved yourself.
That's why that passage speaks so eloquently to me.
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