Ephesians 6:10-18.

"Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power.  Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes.  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.  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. Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place,  and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace.  In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God." Ephesians 6:10-18
I have read these verses before.
I have known these verses since I was a little girl.
I have prayed these verses over myself and others.
These verses have perfect imagery for putting on an armor in the same way that a Roman soldier would have in ancient times.
They are good verses to speak before leaving the house.
But I have always overlooked one thing.
 One word.
"Put on the full armor of God"
God's armor.
Not just any Roman soldier.
No longer do I simply imagine myself with a shield and sword.
God is giving me His shield.
His sword.
His protection.
"He doesn't stop until He's standing in a plain robe, barefoot, while I'm glittering from head to toe in His own armor. 'there,' he says, smiling, nodding his approval. 'Now you're ready.' I look back at His vulnerable figure, standing there unprotected and alone, while the rest of the army goes about its business around him. And I can't help wondering: How many blows will my Lord take for me while I'm out there conquering evil using his own armor? How many hits has He already taken?"