The Terrible Privledge…

In the Avengers, Tony Stark has this great conversation with Bruce Banner wherein he explains the function of the miniature arc reactor in his chest, that it was the thing keeping him alive but also what powered his Iron Man armor.  Tony knew that it was a terrible privilege to be him, to be Tony and Iron Man; he accepted it, embraced it, and turned his greatest weakness into what enabled him to be a hero.  Hoping to alter the way that Bruce sees The Incredible Hulk, the billionaire, genius, playboy, philanthropist allows someone else to see him as a bit more human and a little less “larger than life”.

After the second Presidential debate between Romney and Obama this year, started to think about what it would be like to be on that presidential debate stage.  How would I react, how bad would it get?  The answer is, it doesn’t matter; I shouldn’t even be writing this blog post, much less on that stage…I should be buried six feet under in a baby cemetery someplace, but I’m not.  I’m frenimies with Death, and he’s tried multiple times to lay claim to my life and each time God has stepped in and said “NO!”  Most people would look at my life and say, “I don’t want any of that”; I’m brain damaged, frequently in pain, in a chair, and about to be terminated from my job like the T-1000.   Most people couldn’t handle that level of crazy, but I can’t imagine living a life other than this; I’d be bored otherwise.  Don’t mistake this view to be one of “all ponies and may sunshine”, it’s not, but there is virtue to be found in “the strenuous life” (as Teddy Roosevelt called it) because that suffering, that strain, can produce perseverance, character, and hope.

Like Tony Stark said of himself, I consider it a terrible privilege to live this life; it’s truly a terrible privilege to be me.  When the alternative is six feet under and you know it, how can it be anything else than that?  I’ve accepted it, embraced it, and, in what can only be explained as “something far beyond my own ability and imagination”, my brokenness and weakness – that has naturally led to a dependence far beyond myself – has opened doors to incredible things and been a great strength for others who encounter my story.

Through what lens do you view your own life; is it a terrible privilege to be you?


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Author, Speaker, and Super Nerd. Aaron Welty speaks and writes regularly connecting the dots of life, faith, and science fiction. Originally from Michigan, he now lives and works in the Washington, D.C. Metro area.

2 Responses to The Terrible Privledge…

  1. Andy

    Great thoughts Aaron! You’re a hero in your own right. I love how you make me think in different terms about my own.

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