Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes,
you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.
Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist..
Ephesians 6:13-14a
When I get dressed, a belt is usually one of the last things I think about putting on.
Honestly, I rarely wear a belt.
Reading that the armor of God BEGINS with “the belt of truth buckled around our waist” seems opposite to my thinking.
In my simple mind, the belt would be wrapped around my waist as a finishing touch, a piece of my armor that would pull all things together.
However, as I read some commentary thoughts this morning, I learned that in Bible days, the belt was extremely important and needed to go on BEFORE a soldier could probably carry his sword.
The belt had leather straps that hung down and protected the lower part of the soldier’s body.
The belt encompassed him and secured all the other pieces of his armor.
Christians are told to place the belt of truth around their waist……..first.
Without this truth, we are unable to securely carry God’s message (His Word-our Sword) to a hurting and dying world.
Jn. 17:17 says that God’s Word is truth.
As I think of John 1:1, “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God,”…….it all begins to make sense.
The Word was in the beginning.
The Word is truth.
Therefore, truth comes first in our daily “putting on” of the armor of God.
We must wrap ourselves in His truth, in His Word……FIRST.
Today, I woke up with all sorts of things bouncing around in my mind.
Olivia’s basketball schedule for the week, Todd’s second week of dorm life at college, Erich’s new job at Vanderbilt and Mallory starting her Masters at MTSU, Evan’s quickly approaching move to California and Maria’s job at Elliott County High School, Tim’s responsibilities at KCU and church, my week at school, and on and on……………..
As I began getting ready, I thought of the armor of God and how I knew I HAD to be wearing all of it in order to face today. I couldn’t wait to sit down and take a look at the first part of the armor.
I had forgotten that it was the belt.
Maria walked into the kitchen as I was typing, and her first words were, “I couldn’t find the belt that goes with this shirt, so I’m wearing a bigger belt. Can you tell?”
I couldn’t believe those were her first words to me this morning of all mornings. I don’t think I’ve ever heard her mention her belt before in my life.
I told her what I was writing about, and she couldn’t believe it either.
When we wear a belt, we know when it feels right and when it doesn’t.
To others, the change may not be noticeable, but to us, the change in style, size, and color affects how we feel.
The same goes with wearing the belt of truth.
We know when we are securely wrapped in God’s truth and when we are trying to wrap ourselves in anything less than His perfect Word.
Today, I woke up with my belt loose.
Doubt, fear, and anxiety slipped in where the belt was not securely fastened.
I am so thankful that God gives such clear word pictures to help us in this tricky world.
I want to start my day with THE BELT OF TRUTH properly placed and securely fastened.
It’s the only way I’ll survive.
I’m praying that your belt of truth is secure too.
We know the truth and the truth sets us free.
Live victoriously today in the freedom that comes from being wrapped in His love and His truth,


In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 
