We Christians easily engage in hero worship. We enjoy a rock singer, a disc jockey or a preacher and we put them on a pedestal. I suspect that’s one reason Brant Hansen gave up his gig. I suspect he felt he was becoming the focus of worship and not the Christ he served. That too is the reason God didn’t plop Moses into a cemetery grave---He did not want the Lawgiver worshipped. That too is why Calvin chose an unmarked tomb. If you want to read his works you can, but if you want to pay respects to his body you’re out of luck. Fortunately I don’t have to worry about being anybody’s’ hero.
To quote Mercy Me, “I’m not saying follow me; I’m not the one who leads…” I just share life hoping we can walk alongside each other and be encouraged. Take today for example. Management changed the schedule I wrote and shorted me a person. It’s a more complex situation than that but today that was the case. It frustrates the heck out of me to work in a customer service position and not be able to provide good service. I spent a chunk of my day wrestling with anger and flip flopping from thought to thought. I prayed for a good attitude, I prayed to walk in the Holy Spirit and I prayed for those who are persecuted for righteousness in other countries. Then I’d flip into anger and quote Psalm 58:10 which speaks of God’s vengeance. So hero I’m not.
The thing about hero worship is that it’s usually make believe. We place perfect people in little alcoves for worship and there are no perfect people. Our real worship needs to be God directed. That means being real with who we are. We wrestle to be better. Certainly we can emulate, after all Paul said, “Follow me for I follow Christ.” God has never been satisfied with the worship of clay idols in place of Himself. “But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, so that the surpassing greatness of the power will be of God and not from ourselves…”