Are you there?

Today I was in the bathroom, locked away and out of sight, when I heard a little knock on the door.

It was my five year-old daughter.

"Mom?  Mom?" she called in desperation.

"Yes." I answered.

"Are you in there?"

"Yes.  What do you need?"

There was a long pause. "Um, nothing.  I just wanted to know where you were."

Then I heard her skip off, happy that I was near.

I've done that same thing this week - while praying.

I didn't need anything.  I just needed to know that Heavenly Father could hear me.

I just wanted to know that He was near.

And when I knew He could hear me, and when I heard it in my heart, I got off my knees and went about my day.