“The land seemed full of creaking and cracking and sly noises, but there was no sound of voice or foot. Far above the Ephel Duath in the West the night-sky was still dim and pale. There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”- J.R.R Tolkien, The Return of the King, 199.
“Weeping may tarry for the night but joy comes with the morning.”- Psalm 30:5
“I am the root and the descendant of David, the bright morning star.”- Revelation 22:16
Christ is the morning star. He is the One who has tasted our darkness and pain, and in taking it upon Himself at the cross, has done away with it. The One who, at the end of the Christian’s night, whenever it comes, and it will come, will shine out the more brilliant and dispell the darkness forever. He is the signal and the beacon that death has been destroyed and will be destroyed, that tyranny and injustice have come to an end and will come to an end, that night cannot last forever, that the morning will come, and that all pain and suffering will pass away and will seem but a dim and distant memory, if that, when we stand face to face with, and in the embrace of, the One whom we have longed for.