I believe I was attacked demonically for a period of about two - three years. It started shortly after I became a christian and ended maybe 8-9 months ago. During the night, I would enter into a state between sleeping and waking. I was aware of my surroundings and could see things just as they were when I went to bed. There were no dream-like elements to the experience at all except for the fact that It didn't take place physically (so I'd like to believe anyway) One night I "awoke" because the sheets were constantly falling off of me. I kept pulling them back but then I raised my head and noticed a small man-shaped shadow pulling at the sheets. I said leave in Jesus' name and it left. I had similar experiences about once every week. Most often it was this small guy attacking me and disturbing my sleep. Always equally hard to tell dream from reality. Coupled with the experiences was a suffocating almost paralyzing feeling of fear. I could tell beforehand if I was going to be attacked or not. A creeping fear slowly came upon me during the evening and I tried to pray. Sometimes I could pray, sometimes if felt like my chest was being compressed so I couldn't get "air" in order to pray. But the attacks came no matter what. The nature of the attacks changed however. Sometimes I would wrestle "the guy". About 8 months ago, I had it in a firm grip on the floor. It slipped away, left through the door and I yelled "never come back again". Since that day, I have been sleeping like a baby during the night. What was worst about this is that my faith was affected. I really started believing that there are two forces of equal power at work and that God perhaps cannot control the devil all of the time. Sometimes at work I was feeling depressed thinking about the night before and of course I was sometimes very tired because of lack of sleep. I actually confess that I haven't really come to terms with it yet. Thinking about it, and other stories about for example haunted houses, still rocks my faith somewhat. The emotional side gets the better of me. It is hard not to subject Scripture to experience. I confess this. It also demonstrates how weak I really am. What I experienced was relatively minor. Still it rocked my faith. And once one starts doubting the sovereignity of God all becomes hopeless. Has someone got similar experiences? It can really mess with your mind. How does one cope with it and come to terms with it?