I’m not much of a superhero buff, but there is something about these Batman movies that resonates within me – the story of an ordinary boy (no kryptonite or spider venom to aid him), struggling to find his identity, who later builds really cool toys and takes justice in his own hands. How many times have you walked out of a movie like this with a bit of swagger? For a moment, even if it’s just a second, you’re overcome with this desire to be the Robin Hood, the William Wallace, the Gladiator, the Dark Knight. We crave being lost in a life where we find a heroic identity.
That quest for identity drives us, and sometimes it drives us to dark places. Sometimes we’re so twisted, that we perceive the villain to be the hero. Enter James Holmes – a twenty-three year old “aspiring scientist,” dyed orange Joker hair, wearing a mask, body armor, and strapped with an arsenal of weapons. In a matter of a few horrific moments, he was no longer just an intelligent, well-mannered, quiet boy from San Diego. He starred in his own reality show where a self-delusional perception of psychopathic heroism became everyone else’s nightmare.
And so the questions begin: “Less guns, more guns, more psychiatric evaluations in universities, tighter supervision of movie watching?” And on and on. I think former Governor Mike Huckabee said it best the other night on his Fox News program. “We don’t have a crime problem or a gun problem – or even a violence problem. What we have is a sin problem. And since we ordered God out of our schools and communities, the military and public conversations, you know, we really shouldn’t act so surprised when all hell breaks loose.”
That “sin problem” is a real pervasive epidemic in our society, and when we get down to it, it’s an identity problem. People are lost – they don’t know who they are or who they should be. Satan lures us, hijacks our identity, and tells us we can find it in all sorts of places – money, work, sex, material possessions, media, relationships, substances. As long as we’re getting some answers, we’ll continue drinking the roofie contaminated kool-aid.
Here’s the scary, sobering reality, for which I will not apologize: anyone who finds their identity in something other than Jesus is finding it in some device of Satan, and it will lead to some sort of destruction. And you know what, Satan’s manipulating and sadistic enough that he doesn’t even need for us to give him the credit. He’ll give us enough luxury so we don’t think we need God or make us nice people so we don’t think we need to be different. He’ll offer us something to take away the pain and then offer us more to take away the side-effects. He’ll bring devastation or destruction to get us to blame God; or he’ll destroy our self-worth so we don’t aspire to be like God; or, like in the case of James Holmes, he’ll twist the definition of heroism and give us enough delusion to pull the trigger. He’ll lure us to the darkest corner of hell and then get us to question the goodness or existence of God when we can’t find Him there. Satan is the prince of this world – the mastermind responsible for creating Hitlers and nice people. He lures you to find your identity in him, and it’s a matter of roulette as to what kind of person he will turn you into. The only thing that’s certain is that his one interest is destroying you and those around you; you are a mere means to that end. The other day we saw just what type of catastrophic end one man’s hijacked identity can bring.
The Good News is that there is an alternative. In John 10:10, Jesus says, “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.” There are only two options – the Thief or the Liberator, horrific death or abundant life, Satan or Jesus. The beauty of the Gospel is that we are invited to “snap out of it” and find our identity in Jesus. We don’t have to let Satan play roulette with our lives; we don’t have to take him at his deceptive word. We can say, “Jesus, give me your identity. Jesus, tell me who I am. Jesus, let my life be yours. Jesus, I want to be defined by you.” It is when we are lost in Jesus’ life, that we find ours. Like the parable of the treasure in the field, when we discover God’s heart, we discover ours, and that is the beginning of eternal, abundant, and beautiful life.
