I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep. But he that is an hireling, and not the shepherd, whose own the sheep are not, seeth the wolf coming, and leaveth the sheep, and fleeth: and the wolf catcheth them, and scattereth the sheep. The hireling fleeth, because he is an hireling, and careth not for the sheep. I am the good shepherd, and know my [sheep], and am known of mine. As the Father knoweth me, even so know I the Father: and I lay down my life for the sheep. And other sheep I have, which are not of this fold: them also I must bring, and they shall hear my voice; and there shall be one fold, [and] one shepherd. Therefore doth my Father love me, because I lay down my life, that I might take it again. No man taketh it from me, but I lay it down of myself. I have power to lay it down, and I have power to take it again. This commandment have I received of my Father.

The man walked many miles and he is tired. His feet hurt, but the news must carry on. He must proclaim one step at a time the works of the Morning Star. So by His light he decides to prepare his shoes for the Gospel, straighten his helmet, shine his breastplate, and speak his sword. Raised up by the power of his belt! He now sees the chariots they scream the war song Golgotha! Golgotha! The Skull! The Skull! The man is catapulted into the battle...