Whether it’s literature or holy texts, one way humans try to make sense of the world we live in is to tell the story of how the world began. These stories bleed with meaning, and affect so much of how we process what happens to us and how we plan what we will do with our lives.
My love of Tolkien is betrayed by the fact that the title of the blog is a line from Return of the King. This week I pulled out The Silmarillion, remembering that Tolkien’s origin story is one that is very compelling to me. Over the next few days, I’ll be blogging about why.