Heroes

With some of my clients, it becomes clear that their present difficulties have a lot to do with childhood influences. I have them fill out a handout called a “Life Script”. The Life Script helps clarify how the client perceives him or herself, as well as others. For example, the client is asked to describe what each parent was like during the client’s childhood. The descriptions often yield information about how the client perceives men and women (since how we see men and women is so influenced by our fathers and mothers, respectively), as well as people in general. There are also questions regarding what one sees as one’s best and worst points, “What would be heaven on earth for you?”; and other more or less open-ended questions.

One question has two parts to it: “Who was your childhood hero/heroine?” and “Who is your hero/heroine now?” It’s a revealing one. Almost all of my clients recall at least one childhood hero. If not, this often reflects a barren, if not abusive, childhood environment. Their childhood experience probably had few positives, not much affection or warmth, and especially, little or no encouragement to be creative, use one’s imagination, dream, and play.

To lack an adult hero or heroine is more common. It's not quite as troubling, but still a cause for concern. I believe that it’s foundational to a happy, full, directed, fruitful life to have heroes – really, the more, the better. Some of our heroes may embody almost all of the qualities we strive to have, while others may typify one or two qualities that we find very important. Who our heroes are, almost beyond anything else, points to who we really are and strive to be. Our heroes clarify our deepest passions, values, and beliefs.

St. Francis of Assisi, for example, has been a longtime hero for me. I love his joy; his humility; and his delight in nature, in people, in the Lord, and in life. I love that he did nothing by halves. If he gave away his possessions, it was to the point of literally stripping himself naked. If he was moved by the fact that Jesus, Love Incarnate, “was unloved”, he wept until he actually almost went blind. To overcome his horror of lepers, he didn’t just force himself to spend time with them, he kissed one (very surprised!) leper on the lips. I also love St. Francis’s heart for reconciliation. During the Crusades, rather than slaughtering the “enemy”, he went to Saladin, the Muslim chief, to speak to him about the love of Christ. This was a surefire recipe for martyrdom, yet St. Francis so impressed Saladin that he let Francis go unharmed.

St. Joan of Arc is another hero. I marvel at her courage, her devoutness, and her absolute obedience to the Lord, as His will was expressed through the saints who spoke to her. These were in the face of ridicule, fantastic odds, and ultimately betrayal by the Dauphin whom she loved and championed. Mark Twain, who wrote a novel about her, literally believed that she was the only good person who ever lived!

Interestingly, it seems that the Lord spoke to my heart at one point about my worries (I was young and foolish) that maybe I could never be exactly like St. Francis: “Sean, I don’t want you to be another St. Francis. I already have one of those! I want you to be you: that’s why I made you.” So any heroes, including the saints, are not to be copied as such. They are to be pointers. They can free us to aspire to levels of heroism, virtue, fullness of life, and sanctity that we would otherwise be afraid even to dream of.

Even Jesus is not, precisely, to be copied slavishly. We already have the gospels, based on His life. Our vocation is to allow Him to live out His life in and through us, creating a whole new life, a whole new living of the Gospel. The object is that when people look at me, yes, they see Jesus. But they see Him refracted through the unique, unrepeatable prism of my personality.

Making Jesus my prime Hero, of course, brings out qualities that no one else can. But I think it’s good to have other “sub-heroes”, not “just” Jesus. He embodies all heroic and good qualities. I need other heroes, too, who speak to myr unique calling.

The absence of heroes is cause for concern when it emerges during the Life Script. It very often goes with a lack of life direction or passion, difficulty with identifying one’s unique gifts, or a general sense of something missing. It often includes some cynicism or trust issues. The client may have been let down by significant people, or had his or her own dreams and goals dismissed. He or she might have learned not to trust in or hope for too much from anyone. When I encounter this, I invariably encourage the client to “find a hero”. Sometimes, as we go deeper, clients are able to identify possible heroes with qualities they admire and want to emulate. That is a hopeful sign.

In our world-weary, sophisticated society, the mission of many appears to be to demolish heroes. There's a drive to cut extraordinary people down to size. “He/she is just like all the rest.” This is democracy gone bad, a fatal distortion of “all men are created equal”. Maybe the glory or beauty that shines forth from heroic lives exposes our drabness.

Let's not be afraid to hope that we are made for glory. Our lives matter. We can make a difference.

Recently, my son and I were having  “Boys’ Time”, our monthly going out to lunch, just he and I. We were at Harold’s Koffee House, a local Mecca of great breakfast food. I was talking about how much we need heroes. I asked Michael, “Who is your hero?” and he said…”I’m looking at him.” We both cried, to heck with what the servers and other patrons thought. For me, it was a tremendous gift, a dream realized. As Maria sang in “The Sound of Music”, “I must have done something good”. Praise God.

We need heroes. If you don’t have one, get one! At the same time, choose wisely, as I’m sure you will. Heroes are our North Stars, guiding us in a particular direction, through particular waters, to particular lands. They form us and our perceptions. If they are in Heaven (or Purgatory), they also pray us through our journey. They reveal ourselves and our hearts to us. They are the royal road to becoming heroes ourselves.