Since this says prayers and praises, I just want to stop and give praise to the Lord Almighty! I do believe that I was just literally under attack by the devil. I can't really explain it but I had this horrible uncomfortable feeling in my gut that we followed by a wave of doubt crushing down upon me. I just kept fighting back and telling Satan to take a hike because I belonged to Jesus now and there was absolutely nothing that he could do about it. Let me tell you one thing, he put up quite a fight but so did I. I don't think he's entirely gone yet because I'm still feeling this pain, but not a single ounce of doubt in my heart right now for the first time in my life.