Satan Ain't Nothin' but a Punk...

Several times lately I've been in circumstances, whether preaching, conversations or Sunday School where the topic of salvation has come up. I was saved when I was 15 about to turn 16 at a youth revival. I remember being broken, knowing I was a sinner, and accepting Jesus. But lately, I've been doubting or questioning if that faith was real. I know that I do several things at church, I pray, I read my Bible, etc...all things that christian should be doing. (AND please don't think that I'm doing these things perfectly! B/C I'm not!) BUT I do know that I love the Lord with all my heart. Tonight during nursery I had a good heart to heart with a lady I knew I could trust to assure me of my salvation. She told me that YES Satan can attack you when he knows your weak spots. Through the year of emotional ups and downs he has tried to trick me time and again to believe that my salvation is not real. He's such a punk! I thought that he was God trying to tell me something, that I wasn't really saved then. That my salvation wasn't real. BUT IT IS REAL! Just by talking to a friend, I've been reassured. I prayed about it all the way to church that I'd have the nerve to talk to someone tonight. That I would NOT leave church without knowing FOR SURE! The Lord put me in the nursery on a Sunday night when I never have nursery knowing that I'd need Deby tonight. That I'd need her to talk to, to ask questions and get answers with scripture. I needed it and the Lord provided. He's been providing all along. He takes care of his children. I am who He says I am. I am a child of God.