I have a personal tradition of reading The Lord of The Rings every fall, and I am overdue in starting my yearly deep-dive. There are several sections of the trilogy that I savor, but the most heartbreaking portion of the story occurs in the final chapter of The Return of the King. His labors at an end, Frodo is preparing to leave Sam and Middle Earth for the Grey Havens. He tells his distraught friend, “I tried to save the Shire, and it has been saved, but not for me. It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: someone has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them.” As the trilogy opened, Sauron and Saruman were sending their hordes across the land to pillage, destroy, subjugate and exploit whatever stood in their way. A shadow loomed over that world, just as a shadow looms over ours now.

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Clearly, the Shadow is in power, and we may not see a nation that resembles the one we had before that fateful Spring of 2021. And if we are only worried about the return of peace and prosperity in our time, then we become guilty of the same selfishness and narcissism that are the hallmarks of the progressive movement. We must commit ourselves to achieve goals that may not be realized in our lifetime. We must save the Shire, but even if we do not save it for ourselves.

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Ultimately, Middle Earth was saved not by soldiers, cavalry, knights, rangers, or wizards. It was saved by two diminutive ordinary people, who would have preferred to be left alone. But they also realized that there were things more important than themselves. People much like you who never thought that they would play a role in reshaping their world.