As the older children have been looking at heroes, in kindergarten land, they were doing super heroes. The day I was in their room helping them with their work they were to draw a super hero and write why they were super heroes. “My super hero is a super hero because he breathes fire…” or “…because she flies in the sky.” That kind of thing.
One girl reads her story to me, “my super hero is a super hero because he sees good people.” I thought I misunderstood so I asked her to repeat that. “My super hero is a super hero because he sees good people.”
As the beauty of that dawned on me I laughed. Why not? It seems the more this world ticks along the more difficult this becomes for some people. I love the thought of this skill being a super power. I want that one. I love when I seeing this super power at work in my friends. Dear God, help me to have the super power to see good people.
But also…I wouldn’t mind being able to fly. Just in case anyone is listening.