"But when you pray, go to your inner room, close the door, and pray to your Father in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will repay you." It’s when I go to my room, close the door, and pray to the Father in secret when I feel most secure and assured of a relationship with someone so powerful yet loves me enough to want to spend time with me. Such great favor. Such great privilege. Outside, where the world is basking in all the possibilities life brings, I feel so tiny and so little. People expect me to be certain ways, think, feel, behave, talk, respond in ways that this world finds acceptable. But too many times what the world believes nowadays confuses me with what I really want to keep believing. Maybe that's why God want's us to talk to him in the quiet, privacy and silence. Where we can hear him better. So here in the comfort of my room, I kneel down and cry out to God everything that hurts me. Things that I've done, things that others have done to me, things that I still hope to do. I kneel and cry out to him because when all else fails, his love doesn't. I can always count on that.