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There are no shortages of super hero's in my household. Literally. They are on my bench, lined up on my window sills, sitting on my chairs and blocking my pathways. And I am the one who has to sidestep them lest the wrath of their 5 year old protector assaults my ear drums. Or even worse - Captain America growls me (the worst punishment ever apparently).

So yes I am surrounded by super hero's.
The concept is not lost on me how the idea of hero’s have become so deeply ingrained within our value systems from such a young age. But isn’t it interesting to note that as we grow (up), unbelief, indifference, and even cynicism takes a hold of our hearts and squeezes that precious hope of being saved - right out of our lives. If it wasn’t for Marvel making kickass movies about hero’s these days, the idea may actually be well and truly lost. Key word ‘concept’ - not reality of course….unless you think Deadpool is for real. 
So what is for real then? Because surely hero's can exist in this day and age without the red spandex suits and questionable (if not completely inappropriate) humor.

Mariah Carey would have you believe ‘that a hero lies in you’ – which is an interesting thought that many a 90’s child embraced (including myself) because well, why wouldn’t you. In a world that seeks to crush us at every turn, we need to believe that we can survive, if not be victorious once in a while. Otherwise we are little more than ants being squashed by the thousands, under the big foot of life. Not a nice thought. But doesn’t it feel that way sometimes?

So the evidence is clear. Humanity needs to believe in someone, because to not believe is to submit to “The Nothing” (showing my age again! – guess the movie!)

And then there are people we call hero’s.
Well depending on your definition of hero, I guess this can have some truth to it. I believe anyone can inspire us at any given moment but does that constitute real heroism? Just something to ponder. People inspire me all the time and even I’ve been put on that particular pedestal a few times now during different stages of my life. Comments like ‘your so brave’ ‘your so strong – how do you do it?’ ‘your so courageous’ and the list goes on…HA! Don’t worry my head is still the same size and I am going somewhere with this lol.

When comments like that are fired in my direction I want to run in the opposite direction. Like fast. Uncomfortable doesn’t even begin to describe how I feel when someone looks at me like that; like I’m some kind of superwoman who has all the answers and can give them my superpower with just one super cool look. Exaggerated I know...but seriously. People often ask me how I do it – how did I get so strong and remain (mostly) positive through it all? They want to know because they want some of the magic potion for themselves.

The answer is simple enough: It’s not me.
I’m not doing much really.
If it were me I would have failed on the first round - and every round after that.
If it were me I would be where my mother is now – well before her.
There is one fundamental difference between me and my mother, and it isn’t our personal strength measurements - but I'll get to that in a minute.

I’ve been on record by saying that “I am the weakest woman in the world” and I meant every single word of it. There is no shame in being weak when you have a real Hero in your life that lends you His perfect strength. Why? Because He loves you. Because LOVE is the foundation for true heroism. All I have to do is ask Him for His strength and without fail.....I get what I ask for. ​Why? Because He loves me. Simple!

My super hero – the real MVP - is as real today as He was 2000+ years ago when he died for us ALL.
Jesus Christ came so that we may have life, and have it more abundantly – which is pretty cool considering life hasn’t exactly been a walk in the park for some time now. You only have to look around at all the terrible things happening on a global scale to know this!
Only through Him can we gain the strength to live – to walk out our days here with hope and promise of an eternal future. Only through Him do I have the strength to lift up my eyes and dare to dream of a better tomorrow. This truly is where the rubber hits the road. 

I mentioned the difference between myself and my mother earlier, and this is about as real as it gets:
I’ve seen first-hand what life can do to a person who has been through the fires of hell, barely crawling out the other end only to find they are starring in some sick sort of ground hog day movie. A movie where pain and suffering just won't let up until one day they finally decide enough is enough. Because there is a limit – you can be sure of that. We are a tenacious and courageous species but the truth is, humans can only deal with so much. I think we can all agree that what we may experience in this life has the ability to push us to our breaking point, and there is only one road - a NO EXIT road -  for those who cannot conjure up their own strength to carry on.

I had a front row seat of this reality when my mother committed suicide, but I’ve also experienced it myself before I found my Hero. Without Him I would have ended up doing the same thing she did, because God knows I have felt that exact same way many times before. He has saved my life more times than I can count and that’s just from myself – much less the many horrors I have been subjected to. Miraculous is the only word I can think to describe it!

So yes, there is a clear and profound difference between doing life with Him and doing life without Him, and I know who I’d choose every single time. He brings peace to a chaotic mind, relief to a strangled heart, life to a dying soul, and love to a depleted spirit. He is everything we need and all that we can hope for. He is REAL and He is here for ALL of us. For the record - God does not want religion, He wants a relationship and all you have to do is believe in Him – His son Jesus Christ - and let Him love you. It’s as simple as that.

This Easter I give honor and thanks to Christ who died then rose again for little old imperfect (and completely unhero-like) me.
​It is Him that deserves all the honor and glory – no one else. My Savior and my Super Hero forever more. 
So my question to you is this - who is your Hero? And what has that hero done for you lately? Mm? 
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PS I love this song from Kirk Franklin that pretty much sums it up. Have a listen...
HERO.

Bex x

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