Monday, June 24, 2013

Super Man, Super God

My husband and I got to go on a date last night, just the two of us.  Our youngest boy just celebrated his birthday with a Superman themed party, and this week we’re going to Metropolis, IL, to see the giant statue of the man of steel.  So, on our date we saw the new movie Man of Steel.  The movie has too much violence for a child and uses the “F” word a handful of times, but there is no sex or innuendos and the story line is captivating.  My husband and I have been so wrapped up in our little world of parenting that we failed to see, hear, and read all the talk about the allegory of Jesus vs. Superman.  So we walked into this movie as unbiased jurors. 

In our declining world of relativism, this movie sticks with the original message that good can and will prevail over evil in the end.  It was every bit the story of Jesus told in a modern day film.  How refreshing to hear the basic truth that is so adamantly being destroyed by an obnoxious minority seeking to push a worldly agenda as their blood sacrifice to the gods of this age.  In college, I had a professor in the education department who was red in the face and virtually in tears speaking passionately against the existence of absolutes.  “There are no absolutes!!!!” he cried out from the cinder block walls.  My Christian friend, business man, and football linebacker stood up in the non-offensive stance of Superman and said, “Absolutely!!” and he sat back down having proven his point to the rest of the class but still not convincing the impassioned professor.   

In this movie, the Man of Steel embodies every Kryptonian who would ever live.  His father wove them into every cell of his son’s body before sending him to Earth as the only chance to save the only race worth saving.  He is given a heavenly name and an earthly name and spends his childhood wrestling with his identity in relation to his superhuman capabilities.  Like Jesus, his earthly father died before him and his mother after him.  How agonizing that must have been for Jesus to know he had the power to stop his father’s death but have to sit back and let nature run its course!  Like Jesus, his parents loved him as their own but knew from the beginning that he did not fully belong to them though he was as ordinary as ordinary could get since he showed up on earth as a baby.  At 12 years old, it was becoming more obvious to those around him that he was not “normal.”  The people of his time could not handle knowing they existed on earth with something larger than life.  Hello, Pharisees!

At one point in the movie, Kal-El (“from the house of El,” as in El-ohim?), aka Superman, says to the Army General, “You don’t like me because you can’t control me.  But just because I have more power than you doesn’t mean I’m your enemy.”  Doesn’t that capture the essence of our fear? It’s the idea that power that big can’t be trusted.  Something we can’t control can’t be trusted.  Hence a person’s fear of big dogs, for example.  Our confidence in our ability to control the outcome of a situation determines our level of fear about it.  A firefighter has a healthy respect for fire, but his job is to bring it under control.  However, the person being consumed by the flames is also consumed by fear. 

Think about it! I come back to the gun control debate for a brief comment.  Why is it that the President of the United States wants to take guns away from law abiding citizens who merely want to protect their homes and children while he gets to have his own house and family protected by heavy artillery?  This hypocrisy is born from fear, fear of the citizens he is supposed to serve, fear because he is outnumbered in pushing this unpopular agenda. Perhaps he thinks we are the enemy since he wants to make our power smaller than his.  Yet, all leaders, whether they like it or know it or not, serve God’s purpose.  All of us do.  It is not weapons we need to fear.  It is not the power of something bigger than us.  It is a bigger battle than that.  A strategy that is out of this world, and we know the end of the story.  I saw an argument against the allegory of Jesus vs. Superman “because Superman was violent and Jesus wasn’t.”  Granted, “the weapons of our warfare are not carnal” but they are mighty and my frequent visits to the books of prophesy and Revelation don’t exactly paint the picture of a Pacifist. Throwing merchants’ tables, breaking open the gates of Hell, destroying heaven and earth and making new ones.  Seriously, it’s all the work of a very impassioned God whose single minded goal is to claim the lives of those He loves so we can live for all eternity with Him and without fear.  Hell was not made for man.  Hell was made for one enemy only, but man is given the choice.  It takes a more powerful God to give a man a choice than it does to force His will upon a man.

One alien in the movie very surely told Kal-El, “Evolution always wins!” but of course it became obvious in the fight to save the human race or obliterate it that those who chose a life of freedom and truth and justice could not be explained away by evolution, that there was more to the code than what the enemy realized.  The captain of anarchy from the utopian planet of the motherland Krypton told Kal-El, “The problem with you is that you care about these people!  If you care so much about them then suffer with them!”  The power that is so big that people would fear it is the same power it took for a mighty God to suffer with the human race, the only race worth saving. 

Just because God is bigger and more powerful than anything we can control, doesn’t make Him our enemy.  Imagine if you could live fully surrendered to that power in your life.  You can never use it for your own gain.  It just doesn’t work that way.  You can only submit to its will in you for His purpose in your circumstances.  That’s some serious power unleashed, folks!!!  Do you feel powerless or helpless because of atrocities that have happened to you?  Sometimes even all at once?  The world loves Superman because he saves the day when the earth is threatened.  There is a Savior greater than any superhero and He will return to Earth. 

This Fourth of July weekend, my family will celebrate religious and political freedom in America.  But throughout the year, we also recognize our own liberation day.  Mine was October 18, 1992.  When was yours?  When did you begin your commitment to live in full surrender to true Freedom and Power found in Christ alone?

 
 

***By the way, I find it interesting that the comic book creators of Superman were two Jewish men who were oblivious to the messianic message that emerged from their own creation until people started seeing it for themselves. 

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