A New Believer enters the Throne Room to check in with The Lord Almighty.
LA: How have things been going for you? Anything new to report?
NB: I encountered some old habits today. I tried to run away like The Flash! He runs so fast he becomes a blur!
LA: And how did that work out for you?
NB: Not so hot. I didn't run fast enough, and they caught me!
LA: And why didn't you call me on the Prayerphone I gave you?
NB: I was too busy running!
LA: No, before you made the decision to run...
NB: Oh, I see now. Oh, shoot.
LA: This is the same lesson we've talked about several times now. Keep your eyes on ME, imitate ME, not others who seem like heroes to you. When you take your eyes off of ME, these things tend to happen.
NB: Keep my eyes on You. Imitate you. Use the Prayerphone FIRST. Got it. I've got it now.
In the blink of an eye later, the New Believer is reporting in again. He has some sort of stick protruding from one nostril...
NB: I saw some of the flaming arrows of the evil one cubbing, and I tried to dodge them "Neo-style"--you know, all bent backwards at the dee...I dought I would look really cool!
NB: As you can see, it didn't go so well. One of the arrows got be--it went right up by doze!
LA: Yes, I see that. Let me help you with it. How could you have done this differently? Think before answering.
NB: Oh. Oh, shoot. I--hey, the arrow's gone!
LA: Yes, get back to your thought.
NB: I should have called out to You. I should have let my faith in You extinguish those arrows. Okay. I've got it now. I'm ready to go out and face the world again.
(The New Believer is exiting, then turns around to face Him again.)
NB: Wait a minute. Go with me, Lord. I'll just be the sidekick this time, and I'll watch what You do. Show me. Teach me.
LA: It's a deal.
His pleasure at the growth of one of His little ones emanates from the Throne Room, throughout heaven, and reverberates over all the earth.
They exit together.
It didn't take long before temptations were surrounding the pair to attack, but only a few of the easy ones got within reach of the New Believer. The rest of them had to deal with The Lord Almighty. He plowed through them steadily, in an amazing display of strength and power.
Someone approaches the New Believer. What's that he's saying?
NB: Oh, you heard that about her, did you? Well, I've known her a long time, and what you heard isn't true.
The air is filled with a bubble reading BHAM! as the hovering but unseen-by-human-eyes goon tagged Gossip staggers to his knees after a solid blow to the abdomen dealt by the Lord.
The setting changes, but the fight continues...
NB: Oh, Lord, I see now that I was stupid to have gotten myself into this situation. Please forgive me, and provide an immediate way out.
The Lord steps in and POW! --the transparent figure, Lust, takes it on the chin and goes flying backwards.
The New Believer makes a hasty exit.
And, again, a new scenario comes into focus...
NB: No, thanks, no birthday cake for me today.
ZONK! Another of Satan's invisible henchman, Gluttony, was floating above the scene. He almost never gets any resistance, but he got some today, courtesy God's strength overlaying that of the Believer! Gluttony sees stars and little birdies orbiting around his head just before his eyes roll back and his knees buckle.
And so it goes, through the whole life of the Believer--some great victories are won; other lessons are learned again and again.
Then, on the final day, the outfit changes from the cape and leotard pairing to a robe of pure white, and the Believer joins the chorus singing praise to the Hero of Heroes: