I was just turning out the light when the thought struck me - of trying to sleep without the belief that there is a God.How dark the night would be, and how barren. How empty would the life of thought be without the security of the knowledge of a supreme Presence. Letting yourself drift to sleep, to unknown, unconscious darkness, and not having the assurance that your soul is being held safe in the Hand of the Eternal God. Not believing that His eyes, speaking a heart of unspeakable compassion, gaze at you and hold and protect you through the hours of Night, and then bring to light the dawn, and open your own eyes to another day, another eternal hour, another love affair with Him. How indeed dark would be the night without God.