My armor doesn’t affect my ability to be a woman, a wife, a mother etc. It is not an armor that makes me look manly and unattractive in my femininity. It’s an armor that keeps me guarded, keeps sin at bay, keeps the social influences from running my mind and life. It’s an armor they keeps me ME, a unique creation patiently carved our by God for His own good will and purpose. Through my armor, my inward and outward beauty are evident, after all, what’s going on outside is only an evident of what’s really going on inside.