We needed a leader. We needed a commander. We needed someone who could bring glory back to our nation; a man who could lead us into battle; someone who knew our plights and who was dedicated to our cause. We needed King Arthur. He was the physical embodiment of justice; someone who could obliterate that which was wrong and twisted; someone who had risen from being an illegitimate child of an insignificant ruler to being the sovereign of Britain. But what or whom would he give rise to? Aristocracy dies and leaves spoiled brats in the place of wise kings, greedy fools who would tax all of our money away. And we didn’t want that.
We just wanted to be secure.
We didn’t want the rich to look down on us anymore; we didn’t want to be handicapped; we wanted equal rights. We needed an unbiased judge, someone who could make things right again; someone who could take down the regime of the aristocrats and let common man have a shot. We needed Robin Hood. But when his merry men and lincoln greens were stripped away, what were we left with? We needed a renegade, but we needed one who would not simply try to make things right from the shadows, but instead take control of the system. Not a king, just a leader.
We needed Revolution.
We needed a team of brothers, not a line of rulers. We needed actual people, not fictional characters. We needed thinkers and men of action; people like Washington, Franklin, and Adams; people who worked out of a heart for the country, not out of greediness for gain. But once we had freedom, what use were revolutionary thought? Once peace has come, “Revolutionary Spirits” become “Nihilistic Anarchists.” Surely they don’t desire our fruitfulness, but our fall. The didn’t want us to thrive, they wanted us to thirst. They wished things to change, but if things changed, how could they be better? We needed security once more.
We needed the Government.
We needed a power which would enforce fair play; an entity which could not be denied. We needed a body of advisors who would look out for the common interests of the people, senators who would respect our rights of speech, belief, and land-ownership. So a Republic was given. But we could not keep it. What had been made up of people fighting for peace and innovation became a den of thieves wishing for personal gain and unnecessary taxation. But they swore that things were okay. They said that it would all be made right, that they were just sorting things out. They said that we needed to trust them; after all, we had put them into office. Their words made them sound right. But they didn’t seem so heroic anymore. So we turned to the innovators.
We began to admire people like Bill Gates and Steve Jobs; people who were the embodiment of the American Dream. We began to love people who showed that no matter our background, we could succeed if we worked hard enough, if we had an ideal which we believed in. We wanted idols; people who we could only dream to be like. But that was the issue. We began to dream, and we never stopped. We think of extraordinary things and are content with the sweet thought of it, instead of bringing the thought into reality. In our dreams we wished for something greater, and we became masters at imagining what we could become, if we ever felt like trying. Normal humans no longer graced our thoughts, but superhumans. People who we could never become. We went from Caesars to Demigods to the Gods themselves. We created our own mythology; an American Mythology. It is full of beings who do not rule over us, but who fight for the common man in their might and glory. Because no matter what we need, there’s always something greater. No matter what hero inspires us today, we will want a new one tomorrow.
But there is a constant. A Hero who can save no matter the circumstances; who embodies what we strive for no matter the time or the age. A Hero who will rule, but not leave His Kingdom to ruin after His death, because He will never die. A Revolutionary who will make things right and will not stand in the shadows, because although we need Revolution, we don’t need a team of brothers, but a Father and His children. With this Hero, even after peace has come, revolutionary innovation will still be accepted, because this Hero is all about creating new things. With this Hero an incorruptible government will be established, a government which cannot change because our Hero cannot change, and the government rests on His shoulders. We will constantly strive to be like this Hero, and even though He is so high above us, we will become like him one Day, that glorious Day when we will see Him face to face. Who is this Hero? He is Immanuel, which means God With Us. He is the Lord, which means Master. He is Christ, which means King. He is our Salvation.
He is Jesus.
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