hero sandwich

Hero.

I have always wanted to be a hero.

I think there is something that lies within each and every man, a burning part of us; this something is put there by our Creator, our God, our Lord. It is the desire to be a hero. It is accompanied by the desire to create and give life to something, to create something from nothing, something lasting; for this reason, men throw themselves into their work, into providing for themselves and for others. In the same way, I believe that women have implanted within them the desire to be rescued, to be cherished, and to give life and nurture to a child; and for this reason, women sacrifice themselves for a family and especially for their children.

A hero.

It is all part of the Great Romance. Rescuing from danger is a part of it, and being rescued from danger. This is a good thing, given to us by the Great Romancer Himself.

I’ve always wanted to rescue a woman, to have her feel that I am her knight-in-shining-armour. I’ve wanted that feeling of power and omnipotence, that satisfied feeling that comes from knowing you have given all to save what and who you love most, and you have succeeded.

Never really been there, though. Close at times. On the right path? Perhaps. But never quite there.

I am still hoping to, one day. Be that hero, that is.

God willing, I might still be, I might still be. After all, I have it within me. I am capable, because God equipped me to be able to be that hero. He gave me everything that I need; now I just need the right opportunity, and the right princess to save.

Again, God willing, it’ll happen. His job is to set up the perfect opportunity; my job is to have the faith to stand up and move into it when I see it unfolding before me.

The future…who knows what it holds?

Not I…but, I do know the One Who does.

Hero.