When you're in a battle you're always aware of your surroundings, looking around to see what may be lurking around the corner. But He says "I will prepare a table before you, in the presence of your enemies".  I feel vulnerable, uncovered...but He has the armor I need.  It is His truth that girds my waist, His righteousness that is my breastplate, his salvation which guards my mind from lies and manipulation, his good news of peace that I walk in, his faithfulness that I can depend on to shield me from the fiery darts of the enemy, and his Word which is my sword.  I am weak, but that is where God wants me to be.  In this weakness I can know the authority I carry comes not from myself but from the blood that was shed on my behalf.  "Take up your armor, take up your sword," He says.  "For this battle is not against flesh and blood but against the principalities and powers thirsting for your soul."