He is the King in whom I kneel in adoration and reverence. He is the small still voice that calms me when I am anxious and motivates me when I am hesitant. He is the armor that gives me security. He is the shield that protects my heart from the arrows of the enemy. He is the sword that I wield in battle. He is the helmet that keeps my conscience clear. He is the King in whom I serve. I neither deserve His mercy or grace, yet He has placed His garments upon me. My life is nothing outside of His Kingdom. Who is He to me? Everything!