My first night at the bars was honestly one of the worst nights of my life and also one of the best nights of my life. I felt so attacked by Satan. I won’t go into lengthy details, but basically, he took hold of a past I have been healed of and used it against me. I was so unbelievably angry that he had the nerve to place a trap for me. Thinking back now, I realize what a coward Satan was. He attacked me with something I have already learned how to combat. Is that really the best he could do? Seriously? Sure, I stumbled and spent the night sobbing hysterically, but the righteous anger in me blazed stronger than ever before. What Satan meant for evil, God used for good. Not only did He use it for good, He is using it for justice and confidence and joy and love. This is what He has placed in my heart because of this attack on my mind. I praise Jesus for His wonderful grace and protection over my life.