“It will be bold, dramatic, heroic”
These are the words of the hilarious little character known as Edna Mode, aka “E”, from the smash hit Disney/Pixar movie ‘The incredibles’, which was released November 4th, 2004 to a highly appreciative North American audience.
The context of these words is when the Superhero ‘Mr. Incredible’ approached Edna, who was an extremely influential fashion designer, to create a brand new ‘Super suit’ in replacement of his old and damaged crime fighting outfit. Edna initially acted as though she could not perform the task, but really, it was just a ruse on her part. With only minimal coaxing coming from Mr. Incredible, Edna abruptly changed her mind, and enthusiastically accepted the challenge. Really, in keeping with Edna’s eccentric personality, it was simply her little way of playing ‘hard to get’.
As Mr. Incredible and Edna discussed the finer details of the new suit, the issue of whether or not a ‘Cape’ would be part of the design became an issue of contention between the two ‘super egos’. Mr. Incredible, aka Steve, was a huge fan of capes and strongly felt he needed one to round out his new image. Edna, on the other hand strongly disagreed, sighting numerous examples of how various other great superheroes met their untimely demises due to accidents directly involving the wearing of long fluttering capes. Ultimately, Steve bowed to Edna’s logic and accepted the fact that a cape, though very dramatic and heroic looking, was really a needless, and evidently very dangerous accessory.
Have you ever felt as though you were in the presence of someone who acted as though they were wearing a cape in public? While once sitting in a coffee shop in Georgetown Ontario I witnessed a young man in his twenties walking around in a long ‘ethereal’ looking cape made out of ‘Tulle’ material, similar to what some bridal gowns are made of. It really came as no surprise to me since this young ‘Man’ just the day before complimented my looks in a way that made a certain body part tightly ‘pucker up’ in fear of being forcefully penetrated. Sorry, but I really could not put it any other way.
In my journey in life as a Christian, I have met more than my fair share of cape wearing ‘super egos’ that could not walk two steps without bounding about like ‘Superman’ from one corner of the room to the next. Usually these were seminary trained ‘Ordained’ ministers or simply ‘little men’ trying to act like ‘big men’ in their congregations either by throwing their weight around as though they had some sort of God given authority, or smugly passing by those that wished to simply greet them without the courtesy of even making eye contact. One particular character was given a 10 hour ‘crash course’ on how to be a ‘Pastor’ to deal with the ‘homeless’ crowd specifically. The Christian Reformed Church that sponsored him reserved the more extensively trained ‘Pastors’ for the more affluent members, who met in a far more luxurious location and building. Talk about a blatant disregard of scriptural teaching! Read James chapter 2. Makes you wonder how many more blatant examples of shocking hypocrisy this particular group has hidden in their dark, foreboding, and secretive closet.
It is these types of individuals, who happen to be a mixture of both men and women, that you would love to creep up behind and ‘Yank’ on their capes real hard, stopping them dead in their tracks or even possibly ripping their cape right off them altogether.
I don’t think Jesus wore a cape. A robe maybe, yes. If he lived today, I would think he would probably wear a beat up old T-Shirt and jeans and think nothing of it, possibly with a logo on it commemorating the ‘Woodstock Music Festival’ from August of 1969. I once witnessed a man wearing just that while speaking in front of an assembly of Christians inside a nondescript old house in the ‘Hood’ part of Visalia California. It was one of the best ‘Sermons’ I ever heard. No theatrics. No performance. No bullshit. Just the truth. The ‘Preacher Man’ was like a breath of fresh air compared to most of all the other long winded, sanctimonious sounding, pompous asses I’ve heard inside elaborate brick and mortar temples built with the hands of men.
So look out those of you who wish to wear a cape around the Lord. The Lord just might give it a good sharp tug or ‘snag it’ when you least expect it. That also goes for those that like to wear masks similar to the one “The Lone Ranger” used to wear. The Lord may just ‘unceremoniously’ yank it off your silly face. And for those that are long winded and real ‘Blow Hards’, don’t forget how Jesus calmed the storm. Jesus isn’t afraid of ‘Spitting into the Wind’. After all, he created the wind in the first place.
Glory be to God in the highest, and to the Name above all Names, the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen!
Friday October 3rd, 2025
By Lucien Alexander ‘Looch’ Delean