Hearing Him say, "Well done my good and faithful servant" draws me to Him
It's early. Still dark out. The house is quiet. I can't sleep. I toss and turn. All that is on my mind is Him. "How have I lived my life?" I think "Is my life counting for anything, really?" "Am I really making a kingdom difference here on earth?" "How do we know, or can we even know that we are living His will for our lives out as we should?" "How can I know Lord and be assured?" My craving sits me up. Slowly I get out of bed, careful not to wake my husband of twenty-years (today is our wedding anniversary). The mattress makes an unattractive sound. I head to the bathroom to wash up, while closing the door I hear a squeak...a loud squeak. The silence seems so loud this morning. I hope I don't wake anyone. I want to be alone. I need to be alone. To think. To listen. To be... After washing up, I head to the kitchen to make a hot cup of green tea. I hear the refrigerator....