Super Powers 

Invincible. The coolest super power to have would be invincibility. You could try all of these crazy things for the thrill and know you’d never get hurt.  Go skydiving, run marathons every weekend, cut up an onion without your eyes   welling up like a puddle during a heavy rain. (Am I the only one who fears cutting up onions?) Invincible super powers. Yeah…that would be the one I want.

It’s beyond me to think how big this world is and all of the things that are wrapped up in it. The good, the beautiful, the bad, the ugly. And even crazier to think the people living in it is what makes this world go round. Most folks are working hard to make a living and have a good life- some want fancy, some need simple and some don’t get the option to choose, but everyone is looking to live happy. No matter how that happiness is defined, it’s a simple fact of life. You want what you want, love who you love and at the end of the day if you’re lucky enough to have a family to come home to and warm place to lay your head at night, you’re right in the heart of happiness. 

Invincible. What if we could fulfill our wildest dreams because we knew nothing could stop us? What if your wildest dream is a farm at the end of the dirt road with your little brother. A farm made of a few acres and a couple cows to make a living and support your family? The only thing you’re asking in return is a meal at night and clean jeans at least once a week. (Sometimes for a good ol’ farmboy clean jeans can be optional.) Sounds like living on the edge doesn’t it?  But right in the middle of a dream…or maybe right at the start…something jolts you wide awake and you realize being invincible isn’t reality and you are facing something bigger than you could ever imagine. So you start the uphill battle to fight the world’s ugliest creation of all, cancer. Alongside your beautiful, loving wife and an 8 month baby boy who is in love with the same toy tractors you found a passion for 26 years before, you fight. 
Ever since I was a little girl, I understood the power of prayer. I knew from going to church and reading the Bible that there is no other plan in life but the one the good Lord has laid out for us. And so far He has really given me nothing to gripe about. Until about a month ago, I never doubted the path he would lead me down. But today, as I’m sitting here in my warm home with a cup of coffee on a rainy day, for the first time, I have doubt. I’m mad that there are not answers and I’m frustrated that I can’t make my husband’s heart feel better and I’m confused why there is no reason for all of it. Today is the first time I feel like I can’t say, “Everything is going to be just fine.”

Invincible. What would it be to not feel? To not have to feel pain or heartbreak? Would that be easier? Would that mean there would be no unanswered questions? No frustation. No anger.  I have no idea. Which would I prefer? And what  would I prefer for my loved ones? I’m just not sure. But even after all of these thoughts, I still pray. I still believe He has something planned and a part of me knows there has to be a miracle up there…right? Somewhere? 

Invincible. Maybe this whole time, I’ve been looking at this super power thing all wrong. Maybe we all have a little bit of invincibility inside of us. The ability to be too powerful to be defeated or overcome. Perhaps, that’s what our Faith is.  That’s the super power God has blessed us with. The tool inside of us to help us overcome the unthinkable and manage that through our devotion to prayer and believing. Yeah…that’s the super power I want. That’s the super power I hope you see in yourself. 


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