“YOU ARE NOT A ROBOT!” screams my favorite teacher. He’s lecturing the class, but for some reason he is staring right at me. Hi, my name is Nate, I’m in 8th grade, and I’m a robot superhero.
Last year I was introduced to this Jesus guy, and I fell in love. I’d heard about him before. My pastor talked about him in church as I fell asleep or doodled. My Sunday school teacher used him on a flannelgraph. My dad even prayed to him before dinner. But I thought he was dead. Or undead. Or something. Anywhere but here.
Yes, I fell in love with a dude. But I’m not gay. In fact, I don’t even know what love is… or who Jesus really is. I think love has something to do with girls and babies. As for Jesus, I find out a little bit more about him every day, but right now he gives purpose to my life, and I’ll love anyone that can give me purpose.
The problem is that I could never figure out why I’m here. I spend most my days bored out of my mind. In class I try to sneak into novels while my teachers drone on in front, but they normally catch me. Jesus gives me something to think about, and they can’t catch me when I’m just thinking.
This Jesus guy gave me a book to read. The problem is he never told me where to start. I talked to a youth assistant at church, and he gave me a guide to go through it in “chronological” order. I started at the beginning, skipped around to a book about a whiny guy named Job, but generally I read through the Bible in order. I’ve heard these stories before, but all of a sudden I believe them.
I’m surprised by what I find. I mean, holy cow! It’s like reading X-Men comics! There’s this slave called Moses. He’s born and left out to die when all of a sudden he’s discovered by the Pharaoh – the most powerful guy in the world! And then he ditches Pharaoh to stick up for his people! And then God meets with him face to face! OMG, eat your shorts Luke Skywalker. Sure there are boring parts like Leviticus, but even those are fun for giving my pastor a hard time (“I have seen something that looks like mildew in my house”).
After reading about Moses and getting the boring parts out of the way, I read about Joshua, the Judges, David, and these superheroes called prophets. I suddenly get it: Following God = superhero. That’s what Christianity is about! Why didn’t my pastor just tell us! I started to devour these superheroes in the Old Testament and the “Apostles” in the New Testament. I talk about them to grownups at church, and occasionally I read about them in other books too. What I gather: God had a purpose for their lives, and I figure he has a purpose for mine too.
So I start to ponder what is God’s purpose for my life? I figure he wants me to live forever like the folks in Genesis and point out the truths in the world like the prophets. Crap! What is the truth? …I’ll figure that one out another day. The point is that God has a purpose for me and that I’m going to live forever. I start to put together a plan for my life: School, then President of the United States. I figure if I’m going to be a superhero today, that’s the closest I can get, and I decide that everything in my life must be for that one purpose.
Fast forward to today and here my history teacher is screaming at me that I’m not a robot. Of course I’m a robot! I’m here for a purpose and to accomplish that purpose. Everything else is superfluous. The problem is, he’s been saying this a lot to the class and he always looks at me. And I like the guy. He treats me like I’m an adult. Maybe he’s onto something? Maybe life is about more than just purpose?
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