How about you, is your Armor on? Who is your greatest enemy. Mine is ME.
The armor of God is meant to protect us. To help us live the abundant life Christ died to give us.
But we have to pick up the armor. We have to shoulder the burden.
And it can get pretty heavy at times.
It’s up to you whether you’ll let it weigh you down or use it to build your strength.
It used to weigh me down.
I used to be powerless to control my addictions and impulses. Particularly when it came to men.
The armor was a weight causing my steps to falter. I’d look beyond the little peek hole in my helmet, taking tiny, labored steps. And I’d see everyone else having fun. Drinking, having sex, tons of friends, laughter. All these people seemed completely fulfilled, and there I was, sinking beneath the burden of my faith.
So I chucked the armor and joined the crowd. I felt light and carefree…
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