Ephesians 6:10-18
10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11 Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. 12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13 Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14 Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15 and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16 In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17 Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.
18 And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people.
Aren't you tired of forging ahead in battle day after day? I know I am. Some days I just want to give up. The more I open an article or do a search on local, national and world news, the heavier my armour feels. The sword feels like one of those 25 pound gym weights in my hand, weighting my arm to the floor, while the shield feels like a steel door I am holding up with the other arm. My breastplate feels full of holes and sits cattywampus across my chest, and the belt is cinched so tight I do believe it will pop at any moment. My toes are sticking out of the worn shoes, and the treads are nowhere to be found. As for my helmet, it is pushing my head into my neck so far that I need a stool to stand on to see. Seriously, this is too much to handle. As I stand here ( I sure can't sit right now) a trillion thoughts are spinning in my head. Have you ever felt the same? Perhaps we need a rescuer to help us out of this armour so we can rest a bit, and breathe. Let's put the armour down for a little while, and call on Jehovah Nissi. After a short refreshing, we will don the armour once again, and face our giants.
