Thursday, April 30, 2020

But Still There Is Much That Is Fair

“The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

I love this Tolkien quote.  Though we live in difficult times, we can have a new appreciation for even the smallest aspects of our lives.


The wakening spring is lovelier than I remember.  The colors of the flowers and budding leaves brighten the dark places.  The cheerful bird song scatters the shadows.  The soft breezes whisper new beginnings.

12 comments:

  1. Yes, indeed, we need to be aware and count all the smaller blessings right in front of us! Well said!

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  2. The small beauties and pleasures sometimes seem to turn into the big ones!

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  3. Tolkien was a profound writer, I love those words you quote here. He helped his friend C.S. Lewis become a Christian, and his words reflect his knowledge.

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    1. Terra, I love both Tolkien and CS Lewis!

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  4. Wishing you a blessed month of May, Gina!

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    1. Thank you, Robin. I hope your May is blessed as well!

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  5. I agree, I don't remember being so excited about blooming flowers and the beautiful sounds the birds are making!

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    1. Connie, the beauty and songs are a balm to our anxious hearts.

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  6. Love your photo of the Lilacs. We don't have them here in Central Florida because our winters don't get cold enough to satisfy the Lilac's needs. I miss them.

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    1. Barbara, lilacs are such delicate flowers. Sadly, they don't bloom very long!

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