I Didn’t Hear a Bell – Part 3

As one songwriter penned, “It’s a battlefield, brother, not a recreation room; it’s a fight and not a game.”

1 John 4:4 – Ye are of God, little children, and have overcome them: because greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world.

My faith fight began, not with a bell, but with an understood need to fight for my life.  I am so very thankful to the Lord for helping me recognize that my faith walk is a life-and-death struggle, and that I need to make my part very seriously.  Satan has come for three purposes; to steal what God has given me, for I have nothing else; to kill me, thereby stopping my potential and actual warfare against him; destroy any influence I have produced in the lives of people.  That pretty much sums up Satan’s complete operation.

He began that fight against me, as he did with you, from mother’s womb, attempting to place me under the curse of the law from day one.  But there were people who knew God, and knew how to pray.  They understood that to have a relationship with me as an adult, 20-years later, they needed a relationship with God when I was a baby.  Thank God they had that relationship.  They also knew that it wasn’t about praying for me once in a while.  It was a lifetime endeavor.  I’m so thankful they never heard a bell indicating they could stop.

Today, after more than 50-years of ministry, I am thankful there are still people who pray for me daily, consistently, regularly, who still haven’t heard a bell.  I am thankful for those who stand with me in their giving to help keep our ministry moving forward, ever expanding its reach and impact, who still haven’t heard a bell.  I am eternally grateful for a bride of more than 50-years who never heard a bell.  And most of all, I am gloriously redeemed by my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, Who never heard a bell.

I’ve had great parents, awesome examples in life at every level, faithful saints surrounding me, and I’ve learned life’s lessons, prayerfully well, and in it all, I can tell you a truth….I’ve never heard a bell.  Thank God, I’m still breathing, still standing, still praising, still praying, still preaching, still teaching, still moving forward, still fighting, and still honoring my Lord and Savior.  And through it all, I can tell you I haven’t heard a bell.  I began a journey in which fighting the good fight of faith is a constant part.  Victories may come at any moment, but a victory does not mean the fight is over.  As long as there is breath in my being, there will be fight in my spirit.  When I feel tired, when it looks like I’ve been defeated, when my body is too weak to rise, I refuse to stop fighting.  I have not heard a bell.

Manna for Today – 1 John 4:1-6; 1 John 5:4; Philippians 4:13; John 14:12-14; John 15:7; John 16:23-24