Armor of God

I dare believe that God protects His children. That He protects us in ways we cannot possibly fathom. I think of the banquet our Shepard prepares for us in the presence of our enemies. Just away from us, so very far away, a thing with poison in its teeth gnashes the air to reach our flesh. But God’s Word is sound: He protects His children. If we face mishap in the day, and very hard things, it isn’t as though an evil thing had won, but because the Lord is using even the worst malady to twist it in on itself.