THE GOD YOU READ ABOUT — OR THE GOD YOU KNOW

I’ve always found this curious.

Most people don’t actually believe you can hear from God.

Not really.

They believe you can only hear about God — in a book.

And yet that entire book was written by people who had experiences with God.

Some were clear.
Some were veiled.
Some admitted they were seeing dimly.
Some misunderstood what they were encountering.

The text itself tells you this.

It says their minds were veiled.
It says Christ was hidden.
It says they spoke in shadows and symbols.
It says wisdom was concealed until the appointed time.

And still, we act as though God only speaks through ink.

So let me offer a parable.

Imagine a famous person.
Now imagine their child.
Their spouse.
Their closest friend.

Then imagine a stranger who has read a biography about them.

Who knows them?

Who has personal information?
Who understands their heart?
Who knows what makes them laugh?
What grieves them?
What they value when no one is watching?

The one who lives with them —
or the one who read about them?

And yet religion has made it taboo to say,
“I know Him.”

Elohim was always about family.
About communion.
About nearness.

That’s why Scripture says,
“Pray without ceasing.”

Not kneel forever.
Not chant endlessly.

Remain aware.
Remain present.
Remain in communion.

Call to Me, and I will show you great and unsearchable things.

Unsearchable.

Not found by study alone.
Not located by concordance.
Not reduced to chapter and verse.

Discernment is required because not everything written was understood by the one writing it.

That’s why Scripture says some spoke not knowing what they were saying.
That’s why it says they searched what the Spirit meant.
That’s why it says the letter kills, but the Spirit gives life.

People who truly walk with God are not here to prove anything.

They are here to reconcile.
To restore.
To respond to the groaning of creation.

They are not here to answer the groaning of religion.
Or the anxiety of Pharisees.
Or the accusations of the carnal mind that only knows separation.

The carnal mind always accuses.
It always externalizes.
It always distrusts intimacy.

But those who live in communion don’t shout.
They don’t posture.
They don’t need platforms.

Brother Lawrence washed dishes.
People came just to sit near him —
because joy radiated from his presence.

Not his theology.
His presence.

The presence of God has nothing to do with religion.
It has everything to do with awareness.
With love.
With abiding.

Not being conformed to what is outside you,
but being led by the Logos within you.

The book points.
The Spirit speaks.

And those who know Him
recognize His voice
because they live with Him.

God was never distant. 
You were never meant to outsource intimacy. 
What you are seeking has been speaking all along. 
Abide — and you will hear.