I have enjoyed watching Superman since as long as I can remember, which was before I was five. Considering I am now officially old (76), that was a long time ago. Naturally, even though at the time, I was grown, I had to go to see “Superman the Movie,” the one in 1976 with Christopher Reeve and Margot Kidder.

I must admit that I was a little disappointed with it. After all, Christopher Reeve was not really the Clark Kent I grew up with. Still, I did enjoy the movie. It did have its moments. To be sure, the one line I found the best was when Superman reassures Lois that he had her. She snaps back, “You have me. Who’s got you?”

I must admit that it caught me completely by surprise. Not only that, the expressions were perfect.

I admit, it was not realistic. The movie’s ad told us that we would believe a man can fly. Truthfully, it was not that successful. When I walked out of the theater afterward, I had my feet planted firm on my earth, physically and mentally. I did not believe a man can fly. They failed in their goal.

Regardless, it was Superman and I would pay the price to see it again, especially for that one line. I must admit, that was priceless.

I got to thinking of the movie yesterday (Wed) and decided, there aught to be a good post there. If I thought about it while, maybe I could write something both entertaining and thought provoking. Now all I need is to figure out a way to write it, in which I have very little expertise.

Okay. She is falling and Superman rescues her. It is all she needs for the moment to be safe. There must be an object lessen there somehow. All right. I suspect a few are already ahead of me. I mean, who is it that can take hold me and provide absolute security, both now and forever.

The really neat part is that God is real, Superman is a character someone dreamt up so as he can make a living off kids with great imaginations. Even more, if Superman were real, he still has time limits. Even the imaginary character of Superman has no power over aging. We all grow old and die. I am one who can attest to that firsthand.

Still, God has me. When I have to give up this body one day, and I will, God will still have me. That is far more reassuring than to know Superman just rescued me from falling 100 stories off a building.

But, let’s face it, if there were a Superman, if I did fall off a tall building, if a Superman did come by and rescue me, I wouldn’t turn it down. After all, I am afraid of heights. Incidentally, I have learned my lesson to be grateful. I would make sure to tell him, “Thank you.”