Friday, August 22, 2014

Beyond Hope

I read once that Tolkien wrote with the pessimism of the pagan poets [1].  They uphold honor in despair, dying well, the heroic quest at the cost of losing everything you love.  But I read Tolkien and see hope scribed into every chapter.  No light, whimsical child’s hope: Tolkien’s hope is not ignorance of all things capable of clouding the good.  It’s a “fool’s hope,” [2] where anyone can see that in all likelihood, if things go on as they are, the fool will be disappointed.  In Tolkien, the fools know themselves to be fools.

Elven-King Fingolfin’s story weighs on the side of hopelessness.  The Silmarillion describes him as “fey” [3] when he challenges Melkor himself, living up to the epic’s heroic virtues.  What hope has an elf against a Vala?  But the Vala ought to be contended, resisted, fought.  Though the high king of the Noldor (elves) finally fell, his fight was not without effect.  The Dark Lord Melkor limped forever after.

At first reading, it seems that Aragorn commends this sort of despairing courage when he instructs his friends, “There are some things that it is better to begin than to refuse, even though the end may be dark.” [4]  But Gandalf, the wizard who knows his life-encompassing hope is foolish, lends a bit of insight early on.  Recognizing he is a fool, he embraces humility.  Do you hear it in Gandalf’s words? “Despair, or folly?  It is not despair, for despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt.  We do not.  It is wisdom to recognize necessity, when all other courses have been weighed, though as folly it may appear to those who cling to false hope.” [5]  He acknowledges that he may not have all the facts.  Indeed, thinking that he knew what the end would be was the prideful downfall of Denethor, who let his enemy select the facts he discovered, and so turn him to despair, and madness.  Tolkien’s works regularly discourage the assumption that we know the future.

He also discourages despair.  I know it doesn’t seem true.  There are some pivotal scenes driven by characters that rashly pursue death and glory.  Aragorn is accused of it when he takes the Paths of the Dead, but that perspective is refuted.  Though the way had been shut for long ages, the time had come.  Such is the way of hope.  Things go on in a certain way until the due time, and then change springs upon the world.

Perhaps most potent is the image of grey-eyed Dernhelm.  The warrior’s silent, calm assurance going in search of death chilled Merry.  And it awakens our empathy.  Why shouldn’t it?  Who hasn’t felt that life is going from bad to worse, and decided to rush forward to the end instead of waiting to be burned with the house?  I think maybe Tolkien intended to carry us along with this character, so that we could reach the same end.  Dernhelm was proud, seeking glory before duty, though demonstrating loyal love to King Theoden by staying close to him.  And glory was achieved.  And darkness did descend on the desperate hero.  Even as Dernhelm revealed herself as Eowyn, golden hair glittering in the storm-piercing sunrise like a figment of hope; she was cast down, poisoned, and taken for dead.  [6]

But now we come to it:  Tolkien’s hope is the kind that stands further and deeper than all those things – than despair and darkness and loss.  He knew about a resurrection hope, about seeds bringing forth fruit after they have fallen into the ground and died.  Maybe he knew that fruit is more glorious than merely putting an end to your enemies.  His hope embraces grief.  It accepts hard things.  Good is not determined by the outcome, but by some transcendent standard.  And this hope joyfully trusts that there is someOne good who may intervene yet.

For Eowyn woke, and repented her destructive ideals.  Day came again.  Darkness was not unescapable.  Faramir described the moment, “I do not know what is happening.  The reason of my waking mind tells me that great evil has befallen and we stand at the end of days.  But my heart says nay; and all my limbs are light, and a hope and joy are come to me that no reason can deny.  … in this hour I do not believe that any darkness will endure!” [7]  So Eowyn moved and married, healed and tended gardens. [8]  Her story is a fuller exposition of the transformation the Fellowship underwent in Moria.  They lost their way and lost their guide.  They had descended black depths and awakened demons so that they lost hope.  But on the field high on the mountain slopes, “they came beyond hope under the sky and felt the wind on their faces.” [9]

[1] Hopeless Courage by Loren Rosson, III (http://www.hollywoodjesus.com/lord_of_the_rings_guest_03.htm)
[2] The Return of the King: “The Siege of Gondor” by JRR Tolkien (Houghton Mifflin One-Volume Edition 2001; p. 797)
[3] See etymology of “fey” at http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?term=fey&allowed_in_frame=0
[4] The Two Towers: “The Riders of Rohan” by JRR Tolkien (Houghton Mifflin One-Volume Edition 2001; p. 430)
[5] The Fellowship of the Ring: “The Council of Elrond” by JRR Tolkien (Houghton Mifflin One-Volume Edition 2001; p. 262)
[6] The Return of the King: “The Battle of the Pelennor Fields” by JRR Tolkien (Houghton Mifflin One-Volume Edition 2001; p. 823-824)
[7] The Return of the King: “The Steward and the King” by JRR Tolkien (Houghton Mifflin One-Volume Edition 2001; p. 941)
[8] The Return of the King: “The Steward and the King” by JRR Tolkien (Houghton Mifflin One-Volume Edition 2001; p. 943-944)
[9] The Fellowship of the Ring: “The Bridge of Khazad-Dum” by JRR Tolkien (Houghton Mifflin One-Volume Edition 2001; p. 323)

See also, The Silmarillion: “Of the Ruin of Beleriand and the Fall of Fingolfin” by JRR Tolkien, edited by Christopher Tolkien

Chesterton

"But charity means pardoning what is unpardonable, 
or it is no virtue at all. 
Hope means hoping when things are hopeless, 
or it is no virtue at all. 
And faith means believing the incredible, 
or it is no virtue at all." 

~ G.K. Chesterton (in Heretics)

Captivated

I don't remember when it happened, that I became "captivated by hope", but I remember how.

It began with a simple call from God, to devote a year to hope.  I would pray hopefully for the desire of my heart.  I would enlist friends to pray for this hope. One year.

At first it was exhilarating - to dare to imagine that God might say yes.

Then it was hard - to realize that in asking, I was submitting my hopes to God, and submission allows for the Master to say no.

Afterwards it was this crazy tug-of-war between giving up on caring what happened (it's easier that way) and this too-confident expectation, demanding that God give me what I wanted.

And then, near the end of the year, it was a challenge.  Did God even want me to keep hoping when my request seemed impossible?  I dared it.  Fulfill the year.  Really hope.  God was God, and if He said yes, no matter whether it was at the last second, He would accomplish His yes.  And He deserved my waiting on Him, whatever His answer.

Turns out the answer was no, at least mostly no.  So then there was, "Well, the year is over and I didn't get my heart's desire.  What now?"  God's reply?  "You learned about hope.  Keep hoping."

Now.  Hope is a lot of things.  There are different kinds of hope, so I've discovered.  There is the wishful-hope, like wishing that it would rain or wishing for curly hair.  There is hope in God's character: that He is good, that He is mighty, that He is loving.  That hope coincides with the personal hope because of God's promises to me: that I am chosen to be joint-heir with Christ, that He will return, that He grants wisdom to those who ask without doubting.  Then there is the hope in His word: what He has said, that He will perform.  That last kind of hope takes discernment.  And discernment is often a process.

I learned that hope's definition is synonymous with the quip about insanity: doing the same thing over and over but expecting a different result.  Hope is patient, willing to wait until God acts or answers (even if His answer is to tell me to shift my hope).  Hope is humble.  Hope realizes that just as it was not my own strength that has done any good in me, so it is not my own strength that will get me any further.  And the same God who works in me is at work in people I love; I can't condemn them, because God changes hearts.  He grows things.  And what He does, does not fail; it prospers in all that He intends for it to do.

So it came that after months and months, I realized that it was impossible for me to stop hoping.  Not only for the original request.  Wherever I look now, I see hope.  In such dark and seemingly forsaken circumstances, I have gained confidence that we are not forsaken, that God is still there, and I will hope in Him.  I can't see the world any other way.

I've become burdened to be a voice for hope, to remind my friends that we have such a God, who is big enough, who looks on us and hears our cries.

Sometimes it is a burden, when I am weary and discouraged and would almost rather not be so emotionally invested.  Sometimes it is hard when I feel so alone in my hope, like everyone I know thinks I really am just crazy.  (I know how crazy it is.)  Sometimes it hurts, when I have hoped and my hope is disappointed, when people still suffer under sin and doubt and death.

But I cannot quit, and I do not really want to.  This hope casts me on God.  It makes me remember that He is.  He is why I live.  He is invested in this life.  He has called me to hope.  God has given me hope when I was empty.

Hope is beautiful.  Achingly yearning.  Climactic.  Epic.  Quiet and persistent.  As exciting as spring and babies and resurrection.

I am captivated by hope.

Has Been

What has been does not absolutely control what will be, 
except for this one has-been: 
God 
- He's real, mighty, has been doing things, 
and we may hope that He will 
work change 
in our world.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

"The LORD [is] my portion," says my soul,
"Therefore I hope in Him!" 
The LORD [is] good to those who wait for Him, 
To the soul [who] seeks Him. 
[It is] good that [one] should hope and wait quietly 
For the salvation of the LORD. 
~ Lamentations 3:24-26

But if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for [it] with perseverance. 
~ Romans 8:25 


Remember the word to Your servant, 
Upon which You have caused me to hope

~ Psalms 119:49 

Return to the stronghold, 
You prisoners of hope
Even today I declare 
[That] I will restore double to you. 
~ Zechariah 9:12

Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that you may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. 
~ Romans 15:13