The story is told of two friends who lived next door to each other on the border of one of the last stands of virgin forest in Appalachia. The one noticed the other would disappear into the forest for thirty minutes or more nearly every evening. One day, when curiosity got the better of him, he followed him to learn what his friend was up to. He found him sitting atop a rock next to a gurgling stream.
He asked, “What are you doing?”
The man answered. “I’m praying.”
The curious neighbor continued, “But why way out here?”
“Because God is here.”
“But God is everywhere. Isn’t God the same everywhere?”
With a laugh and a smile, he replied, “God is. But I am not.”
[Something to consider: some find it helpful to set aside a room (when possible) or to create a shrine in part of a room as a place to pray regularly. A shrine might include a cross or crucifix, icons, statues, candle(s), pictures and other religious art, and etcetera.]