The Coming of Light

By chance, if chance you call it, our Tuesday group was at the moment in Season 2 of "The Chosen" where Mary Magdalen has been reinhabited by a demon and has gone into Jericho.  Simon and Matthew are dispatched to find her. Matthew has been learning Scripture from Mary and has just learned the verse from Psalm 139 "      Jesus reminds him of it as he leaves.

On Wednesday at the last of my classes on The Two Towers we discussed the obedience of Sam.  The pertinent sections are Book 4 Chapter VIII, Section 7 near the end of the chapter, beginning "In a dark crevice..." until the return of Gollum; then Chapter IX Sections 1-3, until Shelob backs off. The key paragraphs:

Then as he stood, darkness about him and a blackness of despair and anger in his heart. it seemed to him that he saw a light: a light in his mind, almost unbearably bright at first, as a sun-ray to the eyes of one long hidden in a windowless pit. Then the light became colour: green, gold, silver, white. Far off, as in a little picture drawn by elven-fingers he saw the Lady Galadriel standing on the grass in Lórien, and gifts were in her hands. And you, Ring-bearer, he heard her say, remote but clear, for you I have prepared this.

The bubbling hiss drew nearer, and there was a creaking as of some great jointed thing that moved with slow purpose in the dark. A reek came on before it. 'Master, master!' cried Sam, and the life and urgency came back into his voice. 'The Lady's gift! The star-glass! A light to you in dark places, she said it was to be. The star-glass!'

'The star-glass?' muttered Frodo, as one answering out of sleep, hardly comprehending. 'Why yes! Why had I forgotten it? A light when all other lights go out! And now indeed light alone can help us.'

Slowly his hand went to his bosom, and slowly he held aloft the Phial of Galadriel. For a moment it glimmered, faint as a rising star struggling in heavy earthward mists, and then as its power waxed, and hope grew in Frodo's mind, it began to burn, and kindled to a silver flame, a minute heart of dazzling light, as though Eärendil had himself come down from the high sunset paths with the last Silmaril upon his brow. The darkness receded from it until it seemed to shine in the centre of a globe of airy crystal, and the hand that held it sparkled with white fire.

Frodo gazed in wonder at this marvellous gift that he had so long carried, not guessing its full worth and potency. Seldom had he remembered it on the road, until they came to Morgul Vale, and never had he used it for fear of its revealing light. Aiya Eärendil Elenion Ancalima! he cried, and knew not what he had spoken; for it seemed that another voice spoke through his, clear, untroubled by the foul air of the pit.

The background to that is from The Fellowship of the Ring, in Lorien, where Galadriel says

'And you, Ring-bearer,' she said, turning to Frodo. `I come to you last who are not last in my thoughts. For you I have prepared this.' She held up a small crystal phial: it glittered as she moved it, and rays of white light sprang from her hand. 'In this phial,' she said, 'is caught the light of Eärendil's star, set amid the waters of my fountain. It will shine still brighter when night is about you. May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out. Remember Galadriel and her Mirror! '

She had previously said, in the conversation at her Mirror

"I know what it was that you last saw,’ she said; `for that is also in my mind. Do not be afraid! But do not think that only by singing amid the trees, nor even by the slender arrows of elven-bows, is this land of Lothlórien maintained and defended against its Enemy. I say to you, Frodo, that even as I speak to you, I perceive the Dark Lord and know his mind, or all of his mind that concerns the Elves. And he gropes ever to see me and my thought. But still the door is closed!’

There are Scripture parallels all over, from Genesis 1 and 1John 1 in particular.  But an interesting parallel occurs in John 1:1-5, in the prologue about light. v.5 - 5 And the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it.  Tolkien has a remarkable way of bringing in Scriptural ideas as a concept without forcing it through the door.  We invite the idea in and it sits in the living room and chats with us as if it were an old friend.  I suppose it is an old friend.