“You’re not just anyone. One day, you’re gonna have to make a choice. You have to decide what kind of man you want to grow up to be. Whoever that man is, good character or bad, is gonna change the world.” – Jonathan Kent to young Clark Kent in Man of Steel
Inspired by this quote from the recent Superman film, I thought about my own internal philosophical and spiritual journey into manhood.
When I was a boy I thought would change the world with determination and guidance from the omnipotent God. The world would be convinced of God’s love, believe Jesus, and change their lives for the better. We would all levitate into heaven and live happily ever after. Turns out I suck, people are crazy, and life kicks you in the face every chance it gets.
After a few extremely disappointing events, I began doubting everything. I lost faith. I lost hope that anyone could change themselves, let alone someone else, a city, or a nation. What once seemed a clear battle between good and evil became random gray chaos. Every good seemed to have evil hidden at the other end. Every cause at the cost of another.
Then I began to think of how this crazy ball of dust and lightening got started. The classic questions made their rounds through my head. Where did we come from? Why are we here? Where are we going?
But how did it all start? Energy, matter, time and consciousness explode into existence in the form of infinite multi-verses… from nothing… for no reason. My logical brain won’t let me believe that, let alone my emotional/religious beliefs.
So either way you slice the mechanics of how the universe works, I’ve got God as the Creator. What is God? At the very least He is a being existing in a meta-layer above our reality/universe(s). Aside from that He’s… um… large? I’m not really sure. The Original One, maybe? Love itself? I don’t know.
But I do know where I stand. I’m going with the Jesus’ Father/Holy Spirit God. I don’t have some new evidence for the existence of God, or a fuzzy anecdote that paints away the glaring solitude we face floating amid the stars. But I do have hope.
Now I believe more deeply than ever in the power and purpose of one-to-one human interaction, and the God who watches us all.
All we can agree on is now. We’re all here. Right now. We exist. Together. Regardless of the galactic collisions bringing us to this moment, the moment is here. Unless you exist outside of the time/space continuum (i’m looking at you, deities and dead people).
There is no spoon.
Each moment we make decisions that impact everything in and around us. Those choices ripple through our relationships to the edges of the universe. We all have the power to build or destroy. Each look. Each word. Each touch. Each interaction with another human. Each moment we exist in this universe, we change it.
For better or worse, we change the world.