Batman


One afternoon after picking up my grand boys from daycare I decided to treat them to a trip to one of their favorite toy stores (ages three and four at the time).  They both were into what they called, "Powers," meaning superhero's such as Spiderman, Flash, etc.  As we were driving along, I decided to see how much they knew about superhero’s.  I began to ask them a litany of questions about their favorite "Power's." I asked them what each Power’s strength was and to add a little more excitement, I asked them, who could beat up who. 

With ease, they rattled off attributes associated with their favorite, “Power.”  After what I deemed an interesting conversation, I concluded that these babies knew their “Power's,” pretty well; however, they had left one out.  In my, I gottcha voice I said, “what about Batman, you guys forgot Batman, they hurriedly began to site Batman’s attributes.  After they had exhausted what I thought they knew about Batman, I noticed that they did not mention that Batman could fly, so I gleefully blurted out, “You guys forgot that Batman can fly.”  My gleeful self-righteousness would quickly be erased (see conversation below):

Me:  You guys forgot that Batman can fly.
Four year old:  Batman can't fly.
Me:  Yes he can, he's a bat with wings and bats can fly.
Four year old and three year old in unison:  Batman can't fly.
Me:  Wait, what? Confused look while glaring into the rear view mirror at their excited faces

I paused the conversation to gather my wits, because these kids had just thrown me for a loop and it seemed to me that they knew what they were talking about. Of course, I did not want to be the author of confusion, nor did I want to admit that a three and four year old knew more about Batman than I did, so I decided to ask Siri if Batman could fly.

Me:  Siri can Batman fly?
Siri:  Batman cannot fly, although he has a cape that.........
Me:  Click....the sound of me shutting down Siri out of embarrassment.

How on earth did I not know that Batman couldn’t fly!  As reruns of Batman movies and cartoons flashed through my mind, I had no other choice then to conclude that a three and four year old had just taught me something that I had assumed was an attribute of Batman simply because he called himself Batman.  My minds movie reruns gave me a brief exit from the condescending giggles and agreements among toddlers.  Suddenly from the back seat, a new question arose:

Four year old:  MaLissie, who is your favorite power?
Me:  Hummm, I would say Jesus.
Four year old:  Jesus?
Me:  Yes Jesus.  (guess he had never heard of this superhero)
Four year old:  Do Jesus have powers?
Three year old:  Yes Jesus has powers!
Me:  Yes he does baby, and do you know what His powers are?
Three year old:  He can fly.
Me:  Why yes babies, Jesus can fly.

The way this conversation transitioned from my grandkids schooling me on, “Powers,” to affording me an opportunity to share attributes of my favorite Power was priceless.  In the spirit of my two wise, inquisitive grandbabies, I have a question for you; do you have a favorite Power?

If Jesus is your favorite Power, are there any Attributes of Jesus that you did not know He had?  Let me name a few to refresh our memory: 

He is Eternal, Alpha & Omega, Unchangeable, Full of Wisdom, All Powerful, All Knowing, Ever Present, A Healer, Provider, A Comforter, King of Kings, Lily in the Valley, Bright and Morning Star, Savior, Wonderful Counselor, Creator, Sustainer, Lord of Lords, Friend, Chief Shepherd, Living Bread, Hope, Lamb of God, Light of the World, Prince of Peace, the Living Word and much, much more! Amen!

Unlike the fictional superhero’s we see on TV and in movies, Jesus’ Powers are not fictional, they are real and He uses them every day to protect us from others and ourselves.  Yes, Jesus is my favorite Power; I hope He’s yours too!

Much Love
Melissa

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