Do you not know?

I mentioned in my About the Author page my love for Lord of the Rings, and that I might speak of it a few times in my posts…so here’s the first one 🙂

If anyone has seen Return of the King you would remember these four lines that (might possibly have) made you cry. These are the last four lines that Eowyn said to Aragorn right before he left on the “eve of battle”…the battle for Middle Earth. Throughout the Two Towers and eventually in Return of the King we see Eowyn’s feelings for Aragorn grow more and more (he is pretty attractive though so I completely understand her :p).

“Do you not know?”

These four lines always make me cry, because these are the lines when Eowyn reveals her love for him, and the glimmer of hope is all so bright. I’ve been there, the feeling of hope and despair all at the same time. I imagined what was going through his mind at the time, but became so clear when I saw the look in his eyes. I imagined he was trying to find the words to say to not hurt me, but to let me know that “he cannot give me what I seek.” Those were Aragorn’s words to Eowyn when she said those words to him.

Have you been there ladies? Has there been that one guy who you just knew was going to be your future husband, but he just didn’t see what you saw? Don’t be ashamed, it happens to us more than you know.

As much as I LOVE Arwen (Aragorn’s future wife), I think I relate more to Eowyn. She’s strong, firm,  and seemingly independent, but when it comes to love I’m sure (like me) she felt like everything she needed to be complete was in his eyes. She was raised a princess, and had everything she ever needed, but for some reason she was always so sad. Her life seemed to get 10 times worse when her brother was banished from the kingdom, but then Aragorn came in, legitimately at the right time. I know all too well what was going through her mind when she saw his face, and the moments afterward were probably telling signs that “clearly he’s in love with me too.” You girls know what I’m talking about, that super nice guy who’s just the ultimate sweetheart, who accidentally leads on every girl that comes to his path. He doesn’t know or realize, he’s just being himself. There’s nothing he’s doing wrong, but we, sometimes too desperately, read too far into the normality of the “nice guy.”

Is this where you are? You’re probably wondering and trying to guess how he feels, and you become so tired with everything that you say to yourself, “I’m just going to tell him my feelings!” Don’t do this my sisters! Be patient!

“Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.” 1 Corinthians 13: 4-7

I know it’s hard, it’s so hard to be patient when the world, your feelings, and even your friends are pushing you to “just tell him.” But we are to wait, it is the man’s job to pursue you…you should not pursue him. I have heard of many true love stories that have taken years to unfold, but it’s all the more sweeter when you are patient.

God has a plan, and He knows EXACTLY what He’s doing. These feelings you have for him, you have them for a reason. Whether you get to be with him or not, in the end you will know, but you must be patient, and wait on God’s timing…we like to say mother knows best, but I think it’s safe to say Father knows best.

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Sarah Skepple


I’ll see you again my dear Flower

The dust from the room settled on my chair. I could feel the sun’s rays on my face.

The birds were chirping their songs through the air, and the bees buzzed past my ears.

“Never close this window.” He would always say, holding my hand. “It’s where I saw you for the first time.”

I was 18 when I saw him walking down our street. I had opened my window to let the cool breeze dry my tears.

The echos of “I told you so” rang through my head. My heart was broken for the last time, and I began the long journey of walking the road alone, again.

As the pain of tear after tear hung in my eye, they began to fall down my face, and then I saw him. He was looking at me. With sorrowful eyes he grabbed a piece of paper from his backpack and folded it into a flower, and put it on the side of the road.

As he placed the flower on the ground he looked up at me and gave me a reassuring smile as if to say, “you’re going to be okay. This is the beginning.”

My eyes followed him as far as they could. As I brought my head back through the window I hit the window frame and the dust began settling on my face. I started sneezing.

I came back to reality. It’s been 10 years since the day my life was changed forever. I will always remember his last words to me…”I’ll see you again my dear Flower.”

Sarah Skepple