I’ve heard others claim verses for their lives, speak them to me, even lord it over me –
But the Word meant nothing until it became mine…like the armor of God.
Yadda, yadda, yadda, right? How many times do we need to review Ephesians 6?
- Helmet of Salvation
- Breastplate of Righteousness
- Belt of Truth
- Feet prepared in the Gospel of Peace
- Shield of Faith
- Sword of the Spirit
I don’t know about you but when I picture a suit of armor I see this boxy, bulky, incredibly masculine armor.
Have you ever tried to imagine feminine armor?
Please don’t search Google images. Most of the images aren’t really wearing armor, in fact they are not wearing much at all. I suppose their main weapon must be distraction. <Snicker>
I digress… feminine armor.
God knows that there is no one size fits all policy when it comes to women.
Therefore designing feminine spiritual armor is not a one size fits all policy.
For example…the Belt of Truth.
One of the greatest gifts God gave to woman is this loosely defined ability we call intuition. Some have claimed that it is the result of the larger amount of connections between the right and left hemispheres of the brain. A woman takes in both logical information and “feeling” information and merges it together to infer what’s going on.
Wife: “Honey, did you think Stephanie was OK tonight? She seemed distant, like something else was going on?”
Husband: “I didn’t notice”
However, our ability to infer walks a thin line with assumption.
What about this scenario?
Wife: “I’m so sick of the way that Stephanie treats me at our small group. She won’t look me in the eye, doesn’t include me in the conversation and tonight she actually turned her back to me!”
Husband: “I didn’t notice”
What would change for us, in our friendships as women, if the times we get offended we don’t assume another person’s motives/heart? What if we decided to give the benefit of the doubt and strap on our belt of truth.
What if we lovingly confronted with only the truth we know…what we know is that words or actions hurt us, isolated us, rejected us, demeaned us. What we know is how we feel about a circumstance.
What we don’t know is someone else’s heart.
“What you said/did really hurt me. I don’t know that you meant to but I needed to let you know.”
If we custom fit the belt of truth to our feminine frame
we would heal more wounds,
develop deeper trust
and be more comfortable with each other
regardless if our belts were a size 4 or 16.
And by the way you are also allowed to stylize your belt. Wrap it at your waist, sling it low on your hips, but by all means…
Speak the truth in love for love covers a multitude of sins.