Tuesday, September 3, 2013
God, a Hobbit, and a Time Lord
God used a Hobbit.
No, this is not a post drawing grand spiritual analogies from Lord of the Rings and Doctor Who. This is not a post contemplating Tolkien's beliefs or his reasons for writing about Middle-Earth, or the beliefs and reasonings of Davies and Moffat. This is in no way a "technical" post.
This is a post about God, a girl, a Time Lord and a Hobbit.
With that said, God used a Hobbit to help me through a very rough time. Frodo's journey and struggles were, for me, a mirror of sorts. He fought and struggled. Doubted. Lost some and won some. Had people turn on him, and had people that never gave up, never stopped pulling him onward and upward even when he wanted to lie down and quit.
God used that epic of good vs evil in my life to show me that adventures -- that life -- is sometimes about Rivendells, sometimes mountains, sometimes breaking. About celebrating and Elves. About crying, lost, in Mordor, the ring too heavy to bear. About a Sam pulling you up, or you being Sam to another Frodo who's browbeaten and weary and pulling them up. That often, the biggest heroes are the most ordinary of folk.
Sometimes life is about not being strong enough, but walking anyway because walking is the only choice you have.
God also used a Time Lord.
He used a regenerating humanoid alien know as the "Doctor," who travels through time and space in brilliant blue police box that is actually a TARDIS with a broken chameleon circuit.
He used that oft-times ridiculous science fiction series full of wibbly-wobbly-timey-whimey stuff to show me that believing in the impossible isn't always crazy. That compassion and justice are worth fighting for. That fighting for those ideals will always hurt, so at the end, to be able to say "Nobody died today, Rose. For once -- just this once -- everyone lived," is hard-won.
He used it to show me that heroes aren't heroes simply because they do things others don't. Heroes spread hope and instill courage. Heroes have their hearts broken, lose everything, and at the end of the day -- even amidst tears -- they don't stop living. Even when they die, what they left behind still lives on.
Heroics don't always involve guns and gore. Sometimes heroics means pausing and turning around because a child is crying. Sometimes heroics is simply knowing when to let go, because holding on is destructive. Letting Rose go meant saving earth's universe along with a parallel universe. Donna, the most important woman in the universe, was let go because letting her go saved her life. Holding on would have meant the memories and knowledge jammed into her brain during Ten-Too's generating process were going to kill her.
He used something the Doctor said, and the way the Doctor acted, to illustrate in a very tangible form that there is no such thing as an unimportant person. And that maybe, just maybe, part of being a hero is recognizing that.
What about you?
What books, films, or TV series has God placed in your life right when you needed them?
What did they show you?