Unlikely Heroes and Heroines

The Avengers, Superman, Super girl, men and women in a range of uniforms, and of course the accidental hero who is in the right place at the right time to jump onto train tracks to save someone, pull someone from a burning building, and they who administer first aid and save a life or a limb. These are classic hero’s, people we easily imbue with that social status.

I wonder if however, the media and our society needs a more evolved image of a hero. How about the amputee or stroke victim learning to walk, or even feed themselves. The women in chronic pain who can only get up from her bed for eight minutes every few hours. The man with depression whether undiagnosed or treated, who decides to engage with the world outside of his head when all he wants to do is curl up and cry. Are they not also heroes, do they not also struggle against all the odds to overcome? Indeed they do. They show immense willpower, and I am in awe of them.

However instead of seeing such people as heroes society tends to often seen them weakened or somehow less. Somehow rather than seeing the whole person or their potential, they are instead labeled by what ails them, rather than what they can accomplish.

I too have fallen into the trap, of seeing people defined as their disease, or infirmity not as more than what afflicts them. But as i have evolved myself i have come to see such people as the heroes they are, as i would think Jesus sees them.

Jesus whilst on earth, healed as many heroes as he could and the church today continues that work. Or at least it should of bringing healing, of drawing attention to the heroes and heroines who struggle and get back up over and over to go again.

Recently I was sick and as I lay in my darkened room in pain, I thought of those for home its every day they feel like that, and it doesn’t go away after a few days. it lasts and lasts and gnaws at there very bones.

So perhaps lets redefine a hero, not as someone who will always over come and save the day with there superpowers, but as people who when they get knocked down they get back up over and over.

Finally in the poem the footprints in the sand we are reminded of a God who not just walks beside us, but in our deepest moments of weakness carries us, that is why there is one set of footprints. Every hero needs someone, Superman, had his adoptive parents, Batman has his butler, and so on and so forth. We all need someone, the Christian it Is Jesus, the Jesus who knows our name, the number of hairs upon our head and are coming and going. We can lean on him, In need him we find how to be but hero or heroine for others.

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