There's a new super-hero in town. He's not handsome, not macho, has got lots more air than muscle and a stomach-pouch to boot. Even his name is less than inspiring....come on, what's Baymax supposed to mean? Still it's impossible not to love the white roly-poly blob of a robot with a heart who greets you with a "Hello, I am Baymax, your healthcare companion...On a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate your pain?" A robot who 'learns' to fist-bump with his own unique 'signature' Balalalala wave of his fat fingers. A robot who tells a human that " It is okay to cry. Crying is a natural response to pain", whose only job apparently is to 'care' for your hurts, and finishes with a "Are you satisfied with your care? … I cannot deactivate until you say, “I am satisfied with my care."
What's there not to love about such a character? The animation is superb indeed although the story-line of a bunch of science nerds turned super-heroes to fight a super-villain isn't particularly earth-breaking ground. But the context of relationships being played out especially dealing with serious adult issues like death, loss, anger, justice and of course good old-fashioned love provided moments that tugged at the heart amidst the comedy and action.
Wouldn't it be nice to always have a personal 'carer' whose only thought is to ease your pain, be it an abrasion on the arm or a broken heart, who would literally go to the ends of the earth with you, do any and everything to ensure you live well, not minding self-sacrifice in the process? I don't know if science can invent such a 'carer' for suffering humanity. But I do know I have Someone better than a cute robot to give me 'warm marshmallow' hugs. I can't 'program' Him to scan my body, but He knows everything about me, inside and out anyway. I don't need to hide my pain or my mistakes. He forgives my sins, sets me free from my past and has got fantastic plans for my future to keep my body, spirit and soul healthy and well. What more can one ask? I can't solve the world's problems but I know He can, in His time in His ways. I may not agree with how He does things, but I know I can trust Him because His 'scanner' goes beyond anything I can ever see with my human eyes.
There is a scene where Baymax keeps on telling Hiro the protagonist that his dead brother is still 'here', but the kid denies it, because the reality is death has robbed him of his dearly beloved brother; who as far as he is concerned is already 'gone' forever and will never come back. Indeed that is how things will always look like from our side of earth; death ends it all. But thankfully there is another side, which though unseen is equally real. It is the side of victory that has conquered the seeming invincibility, meaninglessness and despair of death. It doesn't depend on any hi-tech device inplanted into an impersonal machine but on a promise that is secured by the precious blood of Someone who died for the sake of all mankind and rose again to assure us there is always something more. An empty cross and an empty tomb spells a certain hope of a glorious eternal life beyond the grave. This is the God who has promised to never leave nor forsake us. His very name 'Emmanuel' - meaning God with us - says it well; He is indeed 'here' for us all the time, every time, if we care to acknowledge Him.
Hiro finally understood that his brother strove so hard to invent Baymax simply to care and help those in pain, not to destroy or kill, no matter what the justification or provocation. God didn't program a machine to deal with our pain of certain death and judgement. He sent a very humane Jesus Christ to love, heal and save helpless and hopeless humans. Not a fictional super-hero that came out of the pages of a comic-book but a living breathing super-awesome God straight from heaven. When will we understand?
"For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through Him" - John 3:17

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