He said it was his fault that his bike was stolen. He left it, unlocked, outside of a store. When he came back a few minutes later it was gone. At first I thought, “It wasn’t your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
But he said, “I’m a native Chicagoan. I know better. I know bikes are stolen here. I should have locked it.”
That got me thinking. Our enemy, the devil, steals. Things bigger than bikes. Purity. Innocence. Joy. Life. Love.
We are responsible to protect ourselves from him, not by locks, but with God’s armor and prayer. Take up the whole armor of God . . . praying at all times in the Spirit (Ephesians 6:13-18).