When I was in elementary school, I had a regular supply of Tagalog and English comic books.
My mom subscribed to Pilipino Komiks for me. Kapitan Kidlat (Captain Lightning) was my favorite comic book hero then. The subscription was to continue for as long as I maintained my class standing. My dad would also occasionally buy me English comic books featuring Superman, Batman and Robin.
As a young boy, I enjoyed reading about the courageous adventures and daring exploits of these fictional characters. So did my brothers and friends I shared my comic books with. We were thrilled with their fierce battles against their enemies to protect and help people in distress, and we admired their efforts to save the city from destruction by the same evil forces.
I "worshipped" these imaginary heroes of my boyhood.
In high school I did not read comic books anymore. Instead, I read history books, among others. I read about true-to-life heroes, actual people, like our national heroes who fought the invaders of our country using bolos, crude rifles, and the pen. Andres Bonifacio used bolos while Jose Rizal used his pen. Both of them lost their lives fighting to save their people from oppressive foreign domination of our country.
We hero-worshipped them, too.
But even from my childhood, I was taught about another "hero." He fought his enemies, not with swords but with words and his compassion. And he saved his people, not by annihilating his enemy but by offering his own life instead. His campaign was to love people, but hate their evil deeds.
He did not write a book of his teachings, but his disciples and followers immediately spread his message to many parts of the world through their oral preaching. Many years later, many people who knew him, or those who actually heard and knew him closely, tried to put in writing what he had taught. Not all these writings were deemed by the early councils of the Church he established as authentic or inspired, but only a few.
Through the words originally preached, and the books later on written and determined to be inspired, and interpreted with the teaching authority given to the Church, we came to know about this hero.
No hero can ever raise himself from the dead. Nor can any hero have a claim to a relationship with the people he died for and saved. No hero can offer everlasting life to anyone. No hero can have a right to our worship.
No one, except Jesus Christ, our Savior.
He is the only hero we can worship in the true and full meaning of the word.
Our Supernatural Hero, Christ our Savior, the Lord!
Come, let us worship. Come, let us adore Him. All our lives.#
"But when Christ had offered for all time a single sacrifice for sins, he sat down at the right hand of God, waiting from that time until his enemies should be made a footstool for his feet. For by a single offering he has perfected for all time those who are being sanctified. (Hebrews 1:12-14)