My Shield

I wake up every morning and wonder what my life is worth people all around seem so strange and so out of this earth. Time flies, seasons change, yet I feel no thing, its all a haze. I was at the threshold of life and now I stand in its midst stones pelting, spears flying arrows darting... I have no fear cause I wear my breast plate of righteousness and the belt of truth... The shield of faith covering me from arrows that flameth... I wear on me the helmet of Salvation and the Sword of the Spirit - My God's Word...