If you’re celebrating the triumph of Superman’s bi-sexuality, I’ve got an observation for you to consider (then I’m going to stop talking about Superman because comic books are not really interesting to me).

I get that you’re not looking up to superheroes for their integrity, principles, or morality anymore. The most important thing about your heroes is that they look and act like you. You claim that you “can’t relate” to a role model who is a different color, gender, or sexuality. In other words, you are your own hero.

At the root of this whimsy is the enormously popular false belief that you can create your own identity. You applaud Superman for “being his authentic self.” His most heroic accomplishment is living his life on his terms. He’s out and proud. Nobody tells Superman who he is. Superman decides who he is!

Right?

Nope! The Man of Steel answers to his creator.

Apart from the one who “brings him to life,” Superman can do nothing. He leaps no buildings unless he is allowed by his creator. He stops no bullets without his creator’s consent. Unless his creator makes some sketches and writes a story, Superman doesn’t even exist.

So it turns out you’re right. You and Superman are alike, but not for the reason you thought. Neither of you are capable of forging your own destinies. You didn’t create yourselves. And you don’t decide whether you’re male or female. Your creator makes all those decisions. You (and Superman) don’t get a vote.

You (not Superman) might be tempted to say something like, “This is my life! I should be allowed to do what I want with it!” And of course, you’re mistaken about that. You’re not living “your life.” You’re living a life that was loaned to you by your creator. Superman can’t pick up a pencil and draw himself into a scene. With all his incredible power, “he” can’t turn into “her.” Neither can you.

However, you (not Superman) DO have the ability to go to war with your creator. God has given you the freedom to break some of His rules. You can reject His standard of goodness and decency, turn your heart toward darkness, and even blame your Creator for “making you that way.” But you DO NOT have the power to reap anything other than what you sow.

I’m not telling you what to do with “your life,” but I wouldn’t be a friend if I didn’t suggest that you stop pretending that you’re a hero and start showing your Creator a little gratitude.

I look on the faithless with loathing, for they do not obey your word. See how I love your precepts; preserve my life, O Lord, according to your love. All your words are true; all your righteous laws are eternal.

(Psalm 119:158)