We know that God is speaking to us all the time. We know that he speaks to us in different ways. That he even speaks to us through creation.
The sea roars of God.
The sunrise and the sunset paint a picture of his beauty.
A wild mountain stream speaks of his power and a gently flowing stream speaks of his love and his peace.
We see in white water the promise of his refining that takes place in each life.
The deserts, the valleys, the highest mountains all whisper and/or shout of He who created all things.
We feel his kiss in the gentle breeze that blows and again his power in the whirlwind.
His voice is gentle.
He gives of himself continually to each of us.
All he asks is that we come.
Every thing we offer from a willing heart is as precious to him as a child's first muddy pie is to us. All that we offer is beautiful in his sight for he sees into our heart. Then he gives back a hundred fold. Not a muddy pie kind of thing either because he gives back to us "straight from his heart" of the love that we gave from our heart to him.