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There is only one real Superman.
'Faster than a speeding bullet! More powerful than a locomotive! Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound! Look, up in the sky! It's a bird! It's a plane! It's Superman! Yes, it's Superman, strange visitor from another planet, who came to Earth with powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men. Superman, who can change the course of mighty rivers, bend steel in his bare hands, and who fights a never-ending battle for truth and for justice."
If you're over 40 years old, chances are you remember a very similar introduction to a TV show called, Superman. I loved that show. It gave me faith, hope, and promise as I watched a man deliver and rescue hurting people in distress. What I liked most about the show was that it always had a happy ending. Always. I never remember not wanting to watch it. I liked that peace prevailed in the end. Superman to the rescue.

Yet, that Superman was a fictional character.

I know the real Superman and His name is Jesus.

He came to earth for the people, died for the people, was resurrected for the people, and saved the people from sin (ie, our mistakes, errors, mishaps). That means we are still and forever saved by His awesome grace. He died so we wouldn't have to when we fall short.2 Even when it's our time to go, we never really go, because we are always alive with Him. So you see, the Superman who lives for eternity has made it so we will live forever too.

He will never leave us or forsake on earth as it is in heaven. 

Reference:
Romans 5


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