Hang out with me for a little bit and let me share something with you. In the Christian faith you'll often hear people talk about their prayer closet. Usually a small private place where you can study the word, pray, and spend time in fellowship with God. Prayer closets are great, and if you have a space, you should definitely make one for yourself. But there's also something to be said for looking up into the sky, beyond the clouds, knowing that out in the infinity God is there.
Since I was a very little girl I have loved being out under the open sky, any where in the great outdoors (as long as it's a place where I feel safe.) I loved it because this is where I felt most comfortable talking to God. We would talk about EVERYTHING; after all, I was taught in Sunday school that God was my friend and that I could talk to Him whenever I wanted. First, I would talk to Him when I was upset. I remember a time when I was upset with my Mom and Dad because I couldn't get a toy or something and I decided to run away from home. I went out into the yard and got a stick, then I took a scarf and packed peanut butter and crackers in it. Tied the scarf around the stick and told my Mom I was running away. I was determined! But a beautiful thing happened as I walked (mostly around the block) God spoke to my spirit, calmed me down and told me to go home. I have no idea how many times I wend round the block, but eventually I went home and told my Mom that I was sorry. All she did was hug me.
