MY HERO
I have heard it said that there are only seven types
of stories to ever be told and we just keep re-inventing ways to retell those
same stories.
1. Defeating
a threatening force = Overcoming (the Monster)
2. A
group in search of something = The Quest
3. Main
character journeys away from comfort zone to experience change for the better
and then return = Journey and Return
4. Main
characters are split up at start due to misunderstanding, confusion,
misdirection, but by the end are brought back together = ?
5. Someone
is tempted, trapped by their own actions, then dies = Tragedy
6. Main
character is oppressed throughout and when all hope seems lost, he/she is freed
= Rebirth
7. Rags
to Riches
“I need a hero, I’m holding out for a hero till the end of the night, he’s got to be strong and he’s got to be fast, and he’s got to be fresh from the fight, I need a hero, I’m holding out for a hero till the morning light, he’s got to be sure, and it’s got to be soon, and he’s got to be larger than life,” larger than life.”
We all have a hero if we look outside
ourselves. Did you catch that
previous sentence? There have been songs about the hero within
us just waiting to burst out, but if we are the ultimate definition or
authority on life then we really are doomed. Society uses this designation of Hero lightly and
often. I guess it comes down to your definition and standard of Hero.
A Hero, to me, is a title reserved only for one individual. My Hero is someone who did not have to be my hero, but knowing the condition and price He chose to be my Hero anyway. He freely gave up His life for my condition (body, mind, and spirit) and then gave me the opportunity to accept or reject His Heroic Act for me.
A “Superhero”, to me, is all
that a Hero is plus a cheater of death and someone who desires communication/relationship with me. This “Superhero” actually lived, taught,
healed, performed miracles, took beatings for our healings, died for our broken
relationship with The One and Only God, and rose again from death, hell, and
the grave. This Superhero is alive and
well. He appeared to many and taught
many immediately after his resurrection and now sits at the right hand of The One who sent Him, making intercession for those who choose to believe in his
heroism for their lives. His name is not Clark Kent of
Smallville or Metropolis (a.k.a. Superman). His name
is infinitely better – Jesus of Nazareth (a.k.a. Son of God)!
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