People seem to love messiahs. The thought of a Superman showing up to do away with evil and keep us all from any danger or harm is seductive and enticing. The belief in apocalyptic expectations began over 2000 years ago and to this day still holds many people in its messianic claws. I know some people become tired, fearful and angry. They become convinced that the evil we are experiencing is so great that God must soon be convinced to act and end it all. Maybe this hope keeps many such people sane. But, think about it, in so many ways it is too late for messiahs. Too many children have been murdered beyond what any Jewish, Christian or Muslim messiah could redeem. Too much craziness and innocent suffering has occurred to be part of any messianic salvation. But, people love the idea of a messiah and that hope will never die. So it goes . . .The real messiah is here when any one of us bends down to help a neighbor, when any one of us stands with some one who is hurting, whenever we resist the terrible temptation to be indifferent.
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