I have been wearing the armor of God.
It has been beaten.
It has been trampled.
It has been stomped on.
It has been crushed.
It has now been pierced.
It still encases my soul, but barely.
I feel that if it receives one more blow, it will be forever broken.
Lord, will you please replace my armor with a new one, before I am fully broken?
Be merciful to me, O Lord, for I cry to You all day long. Rejoice the soul of Your servant, for to You, O Lord, I lift up my soul”(Psalm 86:1-4).