A lesson from superman.

A normal man has many abilities; but what do you call someone who has all these and even more? What do you call a man who doesn't just run but can also fly? What do you call a man who doesn't just see, but has x-ray vision? Why... we call him superman of course. He's not just natural... he's supernatural. Now while superman may just be a created character in a cartoonist's mind, let's take a look at something that is more real.

When some of the most loving people around are celebrated for giving away all they posses, Jesus gave away His life. While some of the even more loving people gave their lives for their brothers and comrades and loved ones, Jesus gave His life for those who did not and still do not want much to do with Him. While some of the people we celebrate, loved peace so much that they did not even retaliate against their enemies, Jesus not only did not retaliate but He also went ahead and while being crucified prayed for those very hands that were crucifying Him, saying "Father forgive them..." That's not love... and while natural love has its own examples that we celebrate... this kind of love is supernatural love. Jesus calls us to this kind of love when He says "love one another as I have loved you."

So while we strive and endeavour to be loving people, let's take a look at the examples of love pouring out of our own lives. Are the best examples of your love and mine still natural or supernatural? When people see your life and the way you love do they see and experience the supernatural?

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