I wish I could write poetry. I think a poem would capture this better than prose.
Thoughts
are
disjointed.
I feel like a hastily put-together puzzle, but with the pieces off just a little bit. The picture is a little bit like what is on the box, but not quite right. Some of the pieces are squeezed in to make them fit. It looks a piece will spring out and the whole thing would break apart again.
I can't tell if this is an attack on my mind, or if this is just me feeling the sense of not belonging to this world a little too keenly. I wonder.
The verses I was given were the armor verses (Ephesians 6:10-18).
10 Be strong in the Lord and in His mighty power.
11 Put on all of God's armor so that you will be able
to stand firm against all strategies of the devil.
12 For we are not fighting against flesh-and-blood enemies,
but against evil rulers and authorities of the unseen world,
against mighty powers in this dark world,
and against evil spirits in the heavenly places.
Paul goes on to describe the armor we put on. We are to stand our ground wearing the "belt of truth" and the "breastplate of righteousness." We are to walk in "shoes of peace." We are to hold up the "shield of faith" and wear our "helmet of salvation." When we are outfitted in all our protective armor, we are then to take up our "sword of the Spirit" which is the word of God.
I believe memorizing scripture has been very important in helping me fight off these attacks on my mind. Writing helps too. But then, I was drawn specifically to verse 18:
PRAY in the SPIRIT at ALL times and on EVERY occasion. Stay ALERT and be PERSISTENT in your prayers for ALL BELIEVERS everywhere.
And, I knew. I forgot to pray.
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