the evil, relentless enemy, Lex Luthor,
perhaps a type of Satan with Kryptonite as a stand-in for temptation and sin.
You don’t have to be a genius to be able to continue the set.
This is why I was amused when a Christian book appeared in the late 1970s,
The Gospel According to Superman. I couldn’t help but chuckle: "They beat me
to it!"
Superman is a work of pop culture—one of pop culture’s classic imaginative
recreations of a standard myth. Yet even pop culture, which typically deals in
boringly predictable stereotypes, can on occasion touch on some universal and
enduring themes. The fact is we are all looking for a Savior. Which is
why hero figures still sell. Something inside us will shell out money for a tale
where genuine goodness exists and where good wins in the end.
During his 1980s television series, "The Power of Myth," Bill Moyers asked
the cultural critic Joseph Campbell why the same stories keep repeating—tales of
heroism and nobility, striving and self-sacrifice, trying to rescue the damsel,
the city, the group. Campbell answered candidly, "Because these are the only
themes worth writing about."
C.S. Lewis once advanced a similar concept. With Christianity, Lewis argued,
the Myth became Fact. What human beings have always longed for, have always
hoped for, still yearn and even pray for—the possibility of meaning, of a person
who is on our side, that the universe is not apathetic, but that love and caring
and purpose exists at its core—that, said Lewis, is precisely what the gospel is
all about. It is the central story of our existence, the one on which all the
other child-like replicas are based.
Or, in the words of 2 Timothy 1:9-10, we
need the caring God "who has saved us and called us to a holy life…. This grace
was given to us in Christ Jesus before the beginning of time [yes, before even
Krypton exploded!] but it has now been revealed through the appearing of our
Savior, Jesus Christ, who has destroyed death and has brought life and
immortality to light through the gospel."
There it is. In the gospel, the Myth became Fact and Truth and dwelt among
us, and we beheld his glory. No wonder the human imagination keeps reinventing
this Hero Story. It’s the only thing worth writing about.