Thanks, Gandalf, I enjoyed that tremendously.
Frodo's whole experience at the Crack of Doom has reminded me of Jacob wrestling with the angel; Jacob struggles, God wins, yet Jacob wins too; Jacob gets blessed, but remains injured nonetheless.
Not that I'd compare Frodo to Jacob otherwise, but mystically, Frodo wrestles over a long night, culminating in yet another wrestling match with Smagol, in which he's injured permanently; Eru wins, Frodo wins, Frodo is blessed and freed-- but the injury remains.
Like the Dark night; we are freed by it-- but we never quite forget it, and we will never be the same.
Actually, that puts Frodo's whole experience ina new "light" for me-- and I see, Sharon, that you are right; he had outgrown the Shire; it could no longer feed his soul. I only regret that the rest of the hobbits could not sit and learn from Frodo...
-Helen
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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