SUPERHERO

Speaking of heroes -- two days ago here -- my favorite superhero has to be Captain America.  

Let's face it.  Chris Evans has more 'cool' in his right pinkie than I do in all my parts combined.  You know it's true.

Captain America doesn't have any particularly superhuman powers like his superhero friends, but he has amazing strength, incredible agility and endurance, rocket-like speed and finely tuned reflexes.  He is an expert in hand-to-hand combat and is a skilled martial artist.  He's a master strategist, acrobat and pilot.  He speaks Russian, German and English.  He's indestructible when he has his amazing star-studded 12-pound shield in his hand.  And ... he rides a custom-built Harley.

Yeah.  Gotta be Captain America.

I'm fascinated by superheroes.  Wouldn't it be great to be one?

They come to the rescue.  They change the world.  They make a difference.  They never give up.  No obstacle causes them to shy away.  Fearless.

But hold on.

Why can't that be me - or you?

Could you come to someone's rescue who was in need?
Could you take the world you walk in every day and change it by a kind word - a good deed - a helping hand?
Could you make a difference in someone's life that way?

The answer is easy.

You don't need superpowers to be a superhero.  The hero God calls us to be is simply to be a faithful follower of Christ.

When I walk past the early childhood rooms on a Sunday morning and watch a man on his knees helping tie a 3-year old's shoe, that's a hero.

I worked alongside a dozen guys in Cuba last year -- sweating for 10 hours a day while they wheelbarrowed rocks and sand to build a church -- all heroes.

I think about a mom (mine) who worked tirelessly to support us while I was growing up, without a man by her side -- a hero.

A guy who hauls thousands of pounds of food to a gym every month so people in need can get free groceries -- a hero.

The 65-year old lady who holds the door open for guests pouring into the church every weekend, no matter the cold -- a hero.

The mom who packs lunches and drives the gang to school every day -- a hero.

The dad who coaches for his son's soccer team -- a hero.

The group who spends their Monday afternoons at an elementary school reading to and playing with the kids after school -- heroes all.

You don't need superpowers to be a superhero.

Superheroes.

You want to be one?

I'm not stopping you.

And be blessed.