Superman has been my hero since I was a little boy. He could do anything. But he chose to do the right thing.
Even from an early age, I realized that he could have ruled Earth, but instead, he serves Earth.
And even though Lex Luthor was his ultimate evil counterpart, his biggest enemy was something else entirely.
We didn’t learn much about the monster when he first appeared in comics. We were just shown this killing machine hunting down Superman.
That was the day that Superman died.
Doomsday’s story would be told, little by little, through the years, and Superman (returned to life through a Kryptonian healing chamber and a little help from his friends) would face Doomsday again on several occasions.
The most recent of such meetings occurred in a story called “Reign of Doomsday,” where a Doomsday like creature, known as The Doomslayer, gained intelligence and started out an a vendetta to destroy Doomsday and the few others like him.
There was a moment when Doomsday lie defeated and broken on the floor that the Doomslayer was going to kill Doomsday, when Superman (the man often beaten up and once killed by Doomsday) stepped in and protected him.
Superman shouted, “He may be a mass murderer, but the fact that you [the Doomslayer] have achieved intelligence says he has the potential for change, for redemption!”
In fact, he was saying much more than that, he was saying that all intelligent beings have the potential for redemption, for change.
God doesn’t give up on us.
However, the church has a harder time with that. Many churches prefer to keep their image squeaky clean by not allowing those with problems or big mistakes in their past inside.
Now, they probably don’t have signs that say, “If you’ve ever been addicted to drugs or alcohol, or have ever been arrested, please don’t attend our church.” But it’s more in how they treat these people. Ignoring them, not letting them volunteer for things, asking them to dress more neatly or to sit in a side area, basically embarrassing them, hurting them, and making them feel uncomfortable until they decide it’s not worth it to come.
What’s worse is we probably don’t even realize we’re doing it.
There are always a few people in church that you know have pretty messed up lives. Do you avoid those people during hand shaking time?
The point I’m trying to make is that it doesn’t matter what’s in someone’s past. We are all broken, messed-up people who have made some stupid mistakes.
Just because your mistakes might be more socially acceptable than mine doesn’t make you a better person than me. In God’s eyes, we are equals.
Everyone who truly desires to be a part of the body of Christ should be welcomed, even if that part of the body has a cast on it for a little while as they try to get things working again.
I mean, if you break a finger, you don’t cut it off, you give it time to heal!
Give everyone a chance to change — a chance for redemption. And if they fail, give them another one. And another one. And another one. God doesn’t stop giving you chances, so who are you to limit the number of chances you give others?
The image of the church is not as important as the call to love others as we love ourselves.