I was in major need of revival by the age of 19. I was the backslidden grandson of a fiery tent-preaching revivalist. I had spent a great deal of my life in the church but was now running fast into the world. I was a gifted hypocrite who played the part on Sunday but did as I wished come Monday.
In 2010 Steve stood before a worldwide audience and told millions of his battle with cancer. Many asked him, "Why confess what you are going through? Why tell the world?"
I'll tell you why.
Recorded live at Brownsville Assembly of God with worship from Lindell Cooley and Officiated by Rev John Kilpatrick. This is the full length memorial service honoring Steve's home going.
For any of you who may not have yet heard, my precious husband Steve went home to be with Jesus on the evening of Sunday, March 9, 2014. As you are probably aware, he had been battling a brutal and aggressive form of melanoma cancer for many years, and throughout this long fight we have seen the hand of the Lord move miraculously on his behalf over and over again.
I count it an extreme honor to have served alongside Steve for the past decade. It was in 1996 that my life was forever changed as a result of the Brownsville Revival. I didn’t know then just how much of a role the evangelist at the revival would play in my life. Since that time, he’s been a mentor, a friend and a fellow warrior. He will be greatly missed.
Steve once said that “a soldier is not tested in the barracks, they are tested on the battlefield.” That’s exactly where he lived his life - on the battlefield fighting hell for the lost souls of men.