Today I was thinking about heroes. So often our favorite super heroes can save
everyone. Doc Ock tosses six
different people six different directions, and destroys the brakes on a
speeding train. Spider-Man shoots his webs to save the stragglers, uses his
super strength to stop the train, and saves the day.
In that same movie, Spider-Man decides to come out of retirement to save a little kid from a fire, and is disheartened to hear afterwards that some "poor soul" on a higher floor didn't make it out. But this isn't shown as an inevitable edge to the protagonist's reach; I get the impression that we're supposed to believe that if only Spidey hadn't been taking some time for himself, both victims would have made it out alive.
In that same movie, Spider-Man decides to come out of retirement to save a little kid from a fire, and is disheartened to hear afterwards that some "poor soul" on a higher floor didn't make it out. But this isn't shown as an inevitable edge to the protagonist's reach; I get the impression that we're supposed to believe that if only Spidey hadn't been taking some time for himself, both victims would have made it out alive.
Sometimes the crisis of the plot is the hero deciding
whether to save one dear friend or to save a larger group of people (and somehow, predictably now, the dear friend heroically sacrificed is saved in the nick of time anyway). Other times, the super hero makes a glance at
the crushing weight of collateral damage: fighting evil is a destructive war.
How often do the heroes in our tales face the fact that
their powers are, however impressive, limited, and they cannot save
everyone? What if we saw heroes not only
facing this, grieving this, but standing slowly - like a weight-lifter, only
the weight is borne in the heart, bending shoulders - standing, straightening, squaring those shoulders, and
going out with all the zeal they had yesterday, to save the ones they can, to
face defeat again and again, to still care about every one they can't save the same as they care about the ones they can, and still to try?
Today I was driving to an abortion clinic, to stand outside
among such heroes, who spend day after day watching most of the moms they
encounter go right on ahead and end most of the lives the sidewalk counselors
are trying to save. This is a heavy burden.
It is not all discouraging failure. Yesterday, a couple changed their mind, and rejected the violence they had intended. Would Spider-Man bear up against those odds: one rescued for dozens lost? These people do. By the grace of God, they are real heroes.
It is not all discouraging failure. Yesterday, a couple changed their mind, and rejected the violence they had intended. Would Spider-Man bear up against those odds: one rescued for dozens lost? These people do. By the grace of God, they are real heroes.
To God be all glory.
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