Stand therefore, having girded your waist with truth,
having put on the breastplate of righteousness,
and having shod your feet with the preparation of the gospel of peace;
above all, taking the shield of faith
with which you will be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked one.
And take the helmet of salvation,
and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God;
praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, being watchful to this end with all perseverance and supplication for all the saint.
I'm in a Bible Study that is reading Holiness (Unabridged) by J.K. Ryle. The last chapter we read was on "The Fight" and it was very interesting to me, especially when thinking about the Christian fight while I'm reading fight scenes in Brisingr (The Inheritance Cycle).
One of the statements Ryle makes towards the end of the chapter has been running through my head since I finished reading. "Put on the armor of God, and don't take it off. Don't ever take it off!" I keep picturing the kind warrior laying down beside his cook-fire in the evening clanking in his heavy armor.
Last night it got me thinking, "What armor do I wear?" And it's quite disturbing, but my armor probably goes something like this:
And when I picture my armor, it looks more like a plastic shield, a foam sword and some jelly sandals.
Oh, that we all might know that this walk as a Christian is a FIGHT.
Oh, that I might know it. And live every minute of my day in the Ephesians 6 kind of armor.