well, I suppose, he is there . sometimes I think it's getting in on his frequency, what with the cacophany that rages, the endless distractions. It's important for me to get down and dirty with God, to get quiet: Be still and know that I am God. He is gorgeously lovely, I have to say.
So I do chew things over with him, big and small; lay it all out. Although I talk to him throughout the day, constantly almost, I have to push everything aside sometimes and get quiet, no distractions. What happens in that time is private and intimate - and nothing is barred. I talk to him about everything and know I am not condemned on any level, he takes seriously anything I have to say. Is there a dialogue, does he answer? yes he does, though I have not before tried to dissect how he does that...
erm a myriad different ways. The main anchor to any form of discussion is the bible, so I read that pretty much as a staple. A lot of it I don't particularly understand but, no matter - there are some good stories in there! (don't mean to be facetious) and bits I adore. I think by reading it, getting to know it, you get to know what he's like, how he works, the way/s he goes about things. Although he's awesome, ime he is almost always pretty ordinary if that makes sense. imo he wants to be known, has said so, over and over (in the bible). for some inexplicable reason, he wants and offers relationship with us and I'm not going to argue with that. Other ways are simply through daily life - discussions, sermons, books, prayer (alone and with others), church; telly, radio, songs, conversations... I check it out though, sift it re 'is that you?' - if it looks like it is I'll ask for it to be confirmed; if it is not confirmed (pops up again somewhere else - a number of times; confirmed a number of times during times with him) I drop it. I'm well aware of the power of (auto) suggestion and my experiences have given me a healthy 'respect' for the wacky, the offbeam. He says we will know his voice and you do get to recognise it, over time.
re the time I was incandescently angry (actually, hurt): by holding on to that, being 'religious' about it, it created a block between us. It stacked up and got into a mess before I got on with it and let it out - or, let him have it, to be more precise. One does quake at the idea but there's nothing for it but to expose what's really there, to be real. No point pretending and being 'good' about it: I felt incredibly angry and let down, very specifically by him. We had to get over that. His response was deeply loving and healing. He will love you if you let him.
Specifically? When I first let it out, I was so infused with rage that in the first instance that's all I could hear for quite a while. Then came the pause, if you like, with all my ire spent; a fear? (This is God here, what are you doing??) He took it seriously - I had a very serious and legitimate complaint. In the first instance, and to my surprise, he specifically revealed something to me, a section in the bible. I was not reading the bible at that stage, specifically not reading it. I read it in a book someone had sent me which I literally skimmed through, full of disgust. I knew this section of the bible like the back of my hand, yet somehow I 'saw' it clearly for the first time. Through it I could see that God was not the author of what had happened, that he was not, in some sick way, 'teaching me something', 'punishing me' - I had wanted nothing to do with what looked like a sick and capricious God who flayed people alive, thanks. So, that took me by surprise. I 'got' how serious things are here: I had experienced it, it wasn't theory any more. I had thought I should be inured from it, protected, but I wasn't, as so many aren't. I always say that if you are going through something awful, one of the best things is to meet with others who are going through, or been through, the same; that one of the most jarring things is to have someone around who knows the theory but has never experienced it: it's empathy you want, not sympathy. Well, I experienced some sick and seemingly pointless suffering. As has God tbh. It's not theory with him either.
From there I was open to his healing and goodness, kindness. There's a lot of that ime. [how does that happen? in your soul I suppose. If you're looking, you'll find.] The sick and vicious, pointless suffering that is all around propels my prayers somewhat: Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
Giant post, sorry.