Do you ever feel like if you go to sleep tonight, you might not wake up in the morning? That’s how I feel like every night when I go to bed. It reminds me of the story of the little girl or boy who was terrified of going to sleep because of the Lords prayer. “…if I die before I wake…” I totally understand the fear. I think I’ve had this fear since I had a stroke. I often try to forget about it. But there are times when I just don’t want to go to bed in fear that I may not wake up. I would say those seem like the darkest of nights. Which leads me to thinking about what happens when I don’t wake up. I pray that I am destined for Heaven. But something deep down inside my soul says I’m not. I guess that’s really my greatest fear. That I’m gonna spend eternity in the blackest of blackest nights. Never to see the rise of the sun ever again.
Do you ever feel like that? Because I do every night.