
During the course of the morning - from my vantage point above their heads I saw row after row of police officers fire-bombed and walk almost nonchalantly through the flames with ever increasing confidence in their high-tech fireproof clothing. I reflected that nearly 20 years had elapsed since the last time I had presented myself for such training at this same venue and which then had only just opened. I also remembered the confidence that such training had given me in the protection provided and how much ammunition it gave me to preach at churches all over the West Midlands on the 'Armour of God' often dressing up in the kit to visualise the matter more effectively.

As I later reflected on this visit I thought that no matter how well we believe we are protected as Christians - and no matter how much we trust in God's armour then all that is needed for it to go wrong is that inattention, that carelessness to which we all from time to time succumb. I also remembered some thoughts from years ago - God has provided such an armoury for us and yet many of us don't even visit His armoury to collect our personal issue equipment. Or maybe we think that we don't need it all and leave the Belt of Truth or the helmet of salvation or those Gospel sandals gathering dust on the shelves. No wonder so many Christian people get bumped and bruised and even fall under the baton rounds that the world throws at them - but God is not to blame...