This is a guest post by Linda Ricke.
There was scene at the end of Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings trilogy that I can’t shake from my brain. Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Pippin are back in the Shire sharing a pint at the local Hobbit pub. They have just completed their harrowing journey. They have watched too many friends die, they have seen the worst of people and themselves, and they have saved the world from mass destruction. But the Hobbits of the Shire have no idea. They’ve been contentedly going about their lives completely ignorant of the horrors being committed just outside the borders of their little world. And they treat their mates, newly returned to the Shire, as they always have.
But our heroes are not the same Hobbits they were before their journey, especially Frodo. He can no longer look at the world through the same eyes because he has gone through a profound transformation, and he is no longer the same man he was before his struggles brought him into enlightenment. But no one around him recognizes that he has become someone else, and his inability to share his experience leaves him feeling isolated and alone.
I wonder if that’s how Jesus felt in the Garden of Gethsemane.