But it also is a figure or picture of conversion. Here we are: we like a strong man armed. I run my own life. I do my own thing. I have my own ambitions. I know how I want to live, what I want to do. No one is going to persuade me to be religious. No one is going to convince me that I need to take a different course of action. I determine my own affairs. I choose what I want and what I’ll do. I am the strong man armed. I run my own life; my life is like a fortified castle. It is mine. Then the Spirit of God comes and cracks a great hole in the wall, and enters in, and takes my rebellious spirit captive, and clears out all my supposed riches: my sins and my polluted tastes and ambitions. He begins to reconstruct and develop me anew. ‘No man can enter into a strong man's house and spoil his goods except he will first bind the strong man.’ It is a picture which says, there is no neutral position for the soul. You are either against Christ or you belong to him. You can never be half a Christian. You can never just, with your mind, believe some things vaguely, and carry on with one foot in this world. The old has to be overwhelmed, defeated, all the bad removed, and a new heart must be created in us.