Years ago, I was preparing to take the usual Sunday school class at church. The topic for that week was “The Whole Armour Of God”. It was/is a familiar topic – and I was ready to teach, raring to go. The scripture passage, of course, was taken from the popular Ephesians 6:11-18.

As was the usual practice, I was having my personal study at home before leaving for the general review at church when, suddenly, it was as if a veil was torn away – and I saw myself in the Spirit:

I was naked – having only the helmet of salvation on.

Now, take note, I was a Bible study and Sunday school teacher. I was regular at church service. I spent time praying on my own. By other Christians, I was viewed as ‘spiritual’ and might have seemed fully kitted – but in the Spirit, I had on just a helmet.

I was still saved – hence the helmet – but:

•My belt of truth was missing. I wasn’t telling actual lies – but I wasn’t very truthful either.
•The breastplate of righteousness over my heart was gone. I was looking at, listening to, and allowing into my heart things that were okay by the world’s standard – but not by God’s. Some were just plain wrong.
•I wasn’t spending time in the Word as I used to. My Word level – reading, studying, meditating, listening – had dropped and was at an all-time low. Really all-time low.
•And because faith comes by hearing the Word of God – exactly, you got it – my shield was gone as well. My faith during that period was zero. No sword, no shield.
•Feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace? Nothing doing. I was as barefeet as a Maasai warrior in the desert – the only difference being that my feet were not equipped to withstand the heat, serpents and scorpions.

But you know the scariest thing about the revelation? I saw that even the helmet I was wearing in the Spirit could be lost with time – if I wasn’t careful.

I had known I wasn’t up to par, but I didn’t know how far I had slipped.
Can you imagine a soldier with just a helmet in the battlefield?
I was a sitting duck for the enemy.

It was a rude awakening. A wake-up slap that shook me to my core – and I am very grateful for it.

I learnt that being spiritually fit – and fitted – is not by chance. It is deliberate – and continuous.

If God was assessing your spiritual battle-gear, what would your report read: ‘Fully clothed,’ ‘Partially clothed,’ or ‘Naked’?

How deliberate are you regarding your ongoing spiritual fitness?
Or, let’s even start from the basics: How fit are you currently?
More importantly, how fit do you desire to be?

If you head a unit in the army (leader, parent, minister), you have people under you. it’s not just about you.
If the enemy has made concrete plans to destroy/damage/annihilate your unit in these last days (and he has, trust me), how would you fare when he attacks?

Would you be a captain wearing just a helmet?
Would you find yourself unable to cover/stand in the gap for your unit because your hands are continually bare?
Or would you be hard hit because your continually unprotected heart is unable to resist the enemy’s arrows of lust, fear and confusion?

The endtime battle is intense, and it will get worse. You cannot afford to be missing a weapon.

He that has ears, let him hear.

Whom the cap – or the helmet – fits, let him wear it.

Selah.

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