October 30 – “Up, up, and away”

Christina stopped by yesterday with her young’uns.  They had been to Target to look for a Halloween costume for Jachin.  Seems they had to advance to the adult section.  Christina was surprised.  But hey, the kid is already taller than his Nana.  I think Mommy might be in denial. 

While they were here Christina’s sister texted her with a very serious family concern.  She wanted to hear the favorite superhero of each of the kids.  An aunt has to keep up with those issues.  From the boys we heard pretty much what we expected.  Spiderman.  Pretty much all of the Avengers.  That Rocky Raccoon critter from Guardians of the Galaxy.  But then she got down to Noa.  Now my ears really perked up (Which is quite the feat for someone with my ears).  Christina made it clear to the boys that they were to give her no assistance.  The answer was to be Noa’s and Noa’s alone. 

“Noa, who is your favorite superhero?”

“Um … Olaf.”

Wait.  Olaf?  Sigh.  New generation.  New universe.  New heroes.  At least I knew who she was talking about (Although I still haven’t seen that movie). 

Speaking of superheroes, we saw the pilot for that new Supergirl series they came out with for TV.  Anything DC Universe related garners my interest, for sure.  Now I have to say, from the start, that it was very hard to accept the entirely new mythology they are putting forth. 

Kara getting into her own little spaceship and following her cousin to look after him?  Uh … no. 

Accidentally stuck in the Phantom Zone?  What?  And their whole Phantom Zone scenario was just … weird.  It was designed by Jor-El (not his wife Lara, as they purported, although she was certainly a scientist in her own right) as a humane treatment for the most evil of Krypton’s criminals.  Upon sentencing the individual was sent into the Zone like he would be put into a cell.  So … how did they get a whole spaceship prison full of bad guys in there? 

Superman sending Jimmy Olsen over from Metropolis to keep an eye on Kara?  I get the sentiment.  Fits the Big Guy to a tee.  But Jimmy Olsen has red hair.  And freckles.  I know he’s supposed to be a full-on, experienced reporter now.  But to jump races?  Ah, well.  It added to the surprise reveal of his identity, I guess.  And the actor is pretty good. 

All in all … a bit far-fetched.  But … I like it. 

Hebrews 13:2 says, “Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it.”

Father, thank you for being all the superhero we will ever need.  Amen.