"No," said Gandalf. "That is not the road that you must take.
I have spoken words of hope. But only of hope. Hope is not victory.
War is upon us and all our friends..."

He turned "Come Aragorn son of Arathorn!" He said.
Do not regret your choice in the valley of the Emyn Muil, nor call it a vain pursuit.
You chose amid doubts the path that seemed right: the choice was just, and it has been rewarded...

...but the quest of your companions is over...

A strange passage to find the voice of God in...but even still, it rang clear.
I have been getting a lot of direction out of the LOTR and I am not even
reading it! Various portions of the narrative have invaded my prayer times.
Passages that deal with transformation, struggle, emergence and other
mythic themes that seem to whisper of a new season dawning.