Hero

One of the best parts of being a dad is being able to play the role of hero.  When the batteries are dead in a certain toy who does my daughter run to?  The guy who can fix it!  Me!  When a wheel breaks off of one of her toy cars, who does she go to?  Dad!  Dad can fix anything!  I am her hero.

Sometimes, though, Dad simply can’t fix it.  We may be out of the AA batteries that we need.  The plastic wheel may have broke in too many places making repair impossible.  What happens to my hero status then?  If Dad can’t fix it, her worldview is smashed!  In my daughter’s world Dad can make anything better.

When that happens, what an opportunity for me!  Yes, her world may be shattered because Dad failed her, but you know who will never fail her?  Jesus Christ.  Her ultimate hope cannot rest in Dad, but it can rest in Jesus.  I don’t know the theology of toys in heaven, but I can tell her that someday we can live in a place where batteries never die or where plastic wheels never break.  And why is that?  Because of Jesus.  Because of the Good News.  Because of the Gospel.

And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” And he who was seated on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” (Revelation 21:3-5a)

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