When no one's home I call His name. I invite him to meet me in our space to converse. I breathe in and out. I pray for my well being first, then my husband, family and then all beings. In the quiet I feel Him enter our space and I am overjoyed. I thank Him for all he's given us. For all He will give us. For all he's brought us through. I talk to Him about my dreams and goals. I ask Him to guide them and to show me what it is that He wishes for me to do. Who is it He wishes for me to be. He answers, but not in the conventional way you and I may answer a question. One sign or confirmation and I immediately know He has answered me. I thank Him and humbly obey.
When no one's home I sing to Him. I praise his Holy Being. When I close my eyes I see us dancing together and in this moment I am made whole. Each day I am tested. Each day I am broken. But, in the morning I am put together again by my Father's love. We meet in our space, talk, rejoice, sing, dance and He in all of His glory fills me with a love that only our Heavenly Father can provide. He picks me up, dusts me off and re-fills me with His love and grace. He does this every day. With every new morning and while no one's home He perfects my imperfections with His Never-ending Love.