I've often wondered if, how, and when God actually talks to us.
I'm probably not the only one wondering that too, I suspect.
Maybe though it's the wrong way to go about it.
Maybe God talks to us all the time, it's just that we aren't listening very often. I know, this can get very new age-ish very quickly, and I'm not suggesting that we all need to go to Walden and spend a year in a cabin seeking enlightenment either. What I am suggesting though is that in our arrogance, we expect to receive things in nice little burning bush packages, lightening bolts, or edicts from God-professionals who also just happen to drive nicer cars than we do. We want God to talk to us like we want fast food: Quickly and without it costing too much of our time.
Somehow I just think we're getting it all wrong.
I'm not claiming, by the way, that God talks to me...all the time or even any of the time for that matter. What I am claiming is that I'm pretty horrible at listening. Or watching. Or even noticing.
As a younger person, I was far too busy for such stuff. I just wanted a dose of God on Sundays (which I mostly didn't get) and maybe someone to pray too as I ventured out during that snowstorm. What I wanted was one-way communication (me to God) and a few favors (God to me) in return. Age, however, has its benefits, none the least of which is a larger lifetime of perspective. Somehow I think I got the communicating with a higher power thing wrong.