"Best. You asked me some questions. I will give you a few answers and andwer the rest when I have more time if thats ok."
Of course it's okay. I love you, January.
"You asked me why I call GOD a he. I do this because of social and cultural indoctrination. Not because I have a positive belief that a deity is male."
Okay, fair enough.
"You asked if I believe in a single God. I believe in a greater power. Only a single God is necessary to satisfy that belief so that is how I choose to represent. I am not closed to the possibility of more than 1 greater power."
Yes. Occam's Razor. 
"Do I believe in a personal God who can answer prayer? Probably not. If he can answer prayer and never tires then he is a lazy sod. Too many horrible things and acts in the world. For example. I, and many others screamed prayers at him to save a child we had never met, but knew only through words. The child died."
Did you mean "tries" instead of tires? I'm sorry about the child.
"The more I see about your God the less I want him to be mine. That saddens me because through my life I have known a LOT of genuine and good Christians."
That saddens me too to hear you say that. But I don't believe we can just invent a god of our own making. I take God the way He is - even the parts I don't understand. Let's face it - if we could completely understand God with our little 3-pound brain, He wouldn't be much worth worshipping.
"It is down to that locked box really. I think I smell lemons, i think there is a lemon in it. She is far more likely than I to be right. I just cant shake that lemony scent."
Maybe you're addicted to dish washing detergent. Honestly I really admire your honesty and almost wish I could relate. But I've never seen a miracle. I don't have a warm, fuzzy feeling that God exists. I don't smell lemons in a box. (I don't even see a box.) It's all about the scientific and logical evidence for me. I'm told I'm too cerebral. Teach me to be more like you, January. (Wait . . . that sounded like sarcasm but it wasn't)