Late hours and fast pace frequently made Nancy's profession increasingly stressful and troublesome.

This night was more exhausting than most. Nancy glanced at the clock. One hour to go until she could finally return home. In the back of her mind, she knew where she wanted to be. Nancy looked forward to her time alone with God . Just Him, herself, and the calm.

Nancy wheeled into the driveway. Home at last. Her throbbing feet stumbled to the door. While she turned the key in the lock, Nancy became aware of a silvery moon's reflection. She turned and stared. How it shown in all it's white splendor, as though it was lighting her way..

Nancy crept in silently, so she wouldn't wake her family. Her body ached for sleep, but she was to filled with strain to even try. She paused for a moment and listened to the soft, even breathing coming from the bedrooms. Even the dog lay quietly. He knew it was Nancy. No bother.

She sank into a chair near the window and carefully pulled open the curtain . Faint morning shadows played across the yard. By now the birds twittered f rom the nearby trees. A wild rabbit gingerly bounced  from bush to bush. It glanced up at the window, paid Nancy no heed, and went on with it's morning rounds.  

Silence. Pure tranquility. Nancy pushed the window open and felt the chilly air caress her face. She could feel God's presence as though He had been waiting up for her like a faithful friend.

Little by little she shared her experiences with God. She complained and worried, laughed and cried, telling Him of each circumstance, asking for guidance. Finally , she thanked Him for carrying her through another night and ke eping her safe.

Nancy leaned back and began reading her Bible. she listened while God tended her needs and advised her through His word.

She brought her family and friends to His late night throne, thanking and praising Him for past answers to prayers. She placed each of her beloved ones ' needs before God and released them to His care.

Her body relaxed; her eyelids grew heavy. " Rest my beloved," she felt Him say.

Nancy creaked to her feet, gently closed the window, and shuffled toward a comfortable, welcoming bed.

"Thank You for meeting me here, Lord," she whispered back.

~unknown