The excitement was contagious. It was opening weekend of Avengers “End Game” and the theatre was beyond packed. The anticipation in the crowd was thrilling as we bought our concessions and made our way down to the appropriate showroom. Honestly, you could have heard a pin drop as the previews ended and the actual movie started. It was as if we all seemed to understand the weight of what we were about to watch. These were the last hours… the last minutes… the last moments to connect with the superhero’s everyone had grown up watching and admiring over a lifetime.
Tears, laughter, and comments of sheer delight filled our theatre as the scenes unfolded. Forgiveness was given, hope was restored and love conquered the impossible. As Ironman and Black Widow made the ultimate sacrifice, it didn’t leave a dry eye in the theatre. Several people sitting right next to us were sobbing uncontrollably. No judgment. I wanted to join them, but was able to keep it controlled to silent tears.
As the plot unfolded, we all knew this was the inevitable, but nobody was ready to say goodbye. Not now. Not yet. There were good times left to be had; battles yet to be fought. People yet to be saved. We had grown to understand our superhero’s quirks; we loved them for the good, the bad and the ugly. We saw where they had started and now…what they had become. They were more than just “super heroes” to entertain us, they were true hero’s to look up to and aspire to become.
After we drove home, I couldn’t stop thinking about the impact of these super heroes in people’s lives. Even though they were all uniquely different, their courage, selflessness, service and love for people were characteristics they all shared and were the tools they used to influence others.
We all either have OR want to have an “Ironman”, “Black Panther”, “Black Widow”, “Captain America”, etc… in our lives, too; many of us are blessed to have more than one.
The Lord has given me amazing individuals to guide me through this life, but my dad’s influence still guides me, even though he is with His Savior now. And some day, I will be able to fully thank him for the sacrifices he made to love me well. He was a man of action… a man of service… a man of GREAT love for others and for his God. From the bottom of my heart, THANK YOU, Dad…..
CARPE DIEM CHALLENGE —
Who is/are your “Ironmen” …aka…who is/are the individuals you look up to and have reaped from their sacrifices, wisdom and love?
If you don’t have anyone that fits that description, your challenge is to FIND someone. You may be “surviving this world” without someone, but you’re defiantly not “changing the world”. And, you can’t “pay it forward” unless you know what it looks like in real life.
For those of us who have been blessed to have one or more “pillars”, my challenge to you is this:
REACH out and say “thank you”. It could be a text, a letter, a call… whatever you feel comfortable doing, but DO something. Then, make their sacrifice worth it! Pour yourself, your time, your energy, your love into someone else. The future generations are counting on us…
DO something with this information… like TODAY!
Carpe Diem, my precious friends…
“Remember your leaders, who spoke the word of God to you. Consider the outcome of their way of life and imitate their faith.”–Hebrews 13:7