Put on the whole armor of God!
How many days do we go out into the battlefield of the Lord with pieces of our armor on and pieces of our armor left at home?
I know that I hate it when I get caught with my pain medication in my pocketbook. I step on my arthritic knee and it says, "nope". I am not going another step. I often imagine myself strewn on the floor of the Commons. Why didn't I anticipate my recurring pain? Worse yet, is getting hit by the fiery darts of the enemy of our souls. He targets you with your own knowledge of scripture. He knows you left your helmet of salvation home today and it will do its most significant damage to your soul, if not catapult you right down to the deepest hell.
Jesus has given you instructions and you ignored them. Put your coat on! It is snowing! Put your earmuffs on you will catch cold and there you are on your deathbed lamenting your own ignorant sad negligence concerning your health. More sad the condition of the soul in hell who has had a closet full of God's Complete Armor and left it home in the heat of battle.
Eternal, is the sense of lamenting.
I think about it daily concerning myself!
Lest I be a castaway
