To be a hero
PostPosted: Mon Nov 24, 2003 11:15 am
I know that many of our members are in high school, and I guess this topic would be mostly for you. However, it does pertain to everyone really, in any walk of life.
I've been really challenged by one of Superchick's newer songs called "Hero." Here are some snatches of the lyrics:
No one sits with him, he doesn’t fit in
But we feel like we do when we make fun of him
Cause you want to belong do you go along
Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong
No one talks to her, she feels so alone
She’s in too much pain to survive on her own
The hurt she can’t handle overflows to a knife
She writes on her arm, wants to give up her life
The song is basically painting a picture of people that most of us know, have know, have been, or are. Maybe it was just my past that made this song hit so deeply.
You see, I used to be a very cruel person. I was the one that would grab the Star Trek book out of the "geek's" hand and fling it down the hallway. I was the one that would laugh the loudest when the girl with inch-thick glasses would drop her lunch all over the floor, then had to mop it up while everyone stared and giggled. I was the one picking on the quiet person who never had any friends. I thought I was so cool, and the sad thing is, other people did too.
I would never let myself think too much about what I was doing. I knew I was hurting those people, and I could sense their pain so deeply - so I chose to ignore that voice inside of me that screamed about how wrong I was.
Then one day, God put me through something that changed my life. To make a long story short, because the pivotal circumstance, He gave me the strength to do a 180 almost overnight. I became my own person, and no longer needed to lead, or feel part of the in-crowd. The students that I used to torment, I started to defend. Funny how people would follow me if I was picking on someone, but as soon as I stood up for that person, I was on my own. But I had never felt stronger.
The one instance I remember the clearest was helping the girl with the glasses pick up her papers after someone had punted her folder. When I handed her the stack that I had picked up, I'll never forget how she looked at me. I mean, I could hardly see the poor thing's eyes through those glasses, but I could tell my small gesture had meant the world to her. Just by going against the crowd, I was her hero. Maybe it was the first time that someone other than a teacher had taken her side.
So I continue to be my own person. It's different when you get out of school, but then again it's not so different. Those people that delight in stepping on others to make themselves feel higher also graduate. So do the ones that still have no friends. The same scenario often plays out in college or the work place, only in more "adult" settings.
So what's the point of this huge post? Well, so simply encourage other people that may be a similar situation. Whether you're in school, home-schooled, or in the work force, heroes are still needed. People will always need someone to rise up and take a stand. It may not be actually going against a crowd; it may be simply doing the right thing in a tricky situation. And people are watching, even if we don't see them. The last chorus of the song applies to most of us, whether we're a parent or an older sibling:
No one talks to him about how he lives
He thinks that the choices he makes are just his
Doesn’t know he’s a leader with the way he behaves
And others will follow the choices he’s made
He lives on the edge, he’s old enough to decide
His brother who wants to be him is just nine
He can do what he wants because it’s his right
The choices he makes change a nine year old’s life
Our life is our own, but it also has influence on those around us.
So, in short, although standing strong and going against the flow seems hard, it's going to be worth it. It costs to be a hero to someone, but I don't know anyone who would regret it. If you'd like all of the lyrics, or if you'd like me to pray with you about something, I'm just a PM away.
I've been really challenged by one of Superchick's newer songs called "Hero." Here are some snatches of the lyrics:
No one sits with him, he doesn’t fit in
But we feel like we do when we make fun of him
Cause you want to belong do you go along
Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong
No one talks to her, she feels so alone
She’s in too much pain to survive on her own
The hurt she can’t handle overflows to a knife
She writes on her arm, wants to give up her life
The song is basically painting a picture of people that most of us know, have know, have been, or are. Maybe it was just my past that made this song hit so deeply.
You see, I used to be a very cruel person. I was the one that would grab the Star Trek book out of the "geek's" hand and fling it down the hallway. I was the one that would laugh the loudest when the girl with inch-thick glasses would drop her lunch all over the floor, then had to mop it up while everyone stared and giggled. I was the one picking on the quiet person who never had any friends. I thought I was so cool, and the sad thing is, other people did too.
I would never let myself think too much about what I was doing. I knew I was hurting those people, and I could sense their pain so deeply - so I chose to ignore that voice inside of me that screamed about how wrong I was.
Then one day, God put me through something that changed my life. To make a long story short, because the pivotal circumstance, He gave me the strength to do a 180 almost overnight. I became my own person, and no longer needed to lead, or feel part of the in-crowd. The students that I used to torment, I started to defend. Funny how people would follow me if I was picking on someone, but as soon as I stood up for that person, I was on my own. But I had never felt stronger.
The one instance I remember the clearest was helping the girl with the glasses pick up her papers after someone had punted her folder. When I handed her the stack that I had picked up, I'll never forget how she looked at me. I mean, I could hardly see the poor thing's eyes through those glasses, but I could tell my small gesture had meant the world to her. Just by going against the crowd, I was her hero. Maybe it was the first time that someone other than a teacher had taken her side.
So I continue to be my own person. It's different when you get out of school, but then again it's not so different. Those people that delight in stepping on others to make themselves feel higher also graduate. So do the ones that still have no friends. The same scenario often plays out in college or the work place, only in more "adult" settings.
So what's the point of this huge post? Well, so simply encourage other people that may be a similar situation. Whether you're in school, home-schooled, or in the work force, heroes are still needed. People will always need someone to rise up and take a stand. It may not be actually going against a crowd; it may be simply doing the right thing in a tricky situation. And people are watching, even if we don't see them. The last chorus of the song applies to most of us, whether we're a parent or an older sibling:
No one talks to him about how he lives
He thinks that the choices he makes are just his
Doesn’t know he’s a leader with the way he behaves
And others will follow the choices he’s made
He lives on the edge, he’s old enough to decide
His brother who wants to be him is just nine
He can do what he wants because it’s his right
The choices he makes change a nine year old’s life
Our life is our own, but it also has influence on those around us.
So, in short, although standing strong and going against the flow seems hard, it's going to be worth it. It costs to be a hero to someone, but I don't know anyone who would regret it. If you'd like all of the lyrics, or if you'd like me to pray with you about something, I'm just a PM away.