The best example I can think of on this topic is one summer after college when I volunteered every day in the kitchen at a Christian camp. One morning on his "prayer walk" around the camp, one of the staff came across a dead animal out in the woods. I'll never forget all of the somber expressions at the special meeting that was called that morning to discuss how we were all under satan's attack. I could be wrong, but I just didn't see it that way. I just thought animals died in the wild all the time!