The first time I felt God speak within me, I was in my late twenties. I had always been aware of His presence in my life but never responded the way I should.  I remember I was lying in my bed trying hard to sleep. My heart ached with pain, pain from this life that is lived daily, pain from the loneliness that is felt without God in your life. I was reaching my arms up as high as I could just to see if He would reach back. I felt nothing, no gentle graze of His finger tips on mine, nothing. I was crying...  so many tears I cried, I cried out even louder to God in my pain and all went quiet within me and He said "Don't cry for Me, LIVE FOR ME."