Coffee With Jesus

I have been trying to do better in my quiet time. The other part of this time is Jesus and I have wanted him to have a say in this morning time. This week I have looked back to last Sunday mornings speaker and all week I have looked back on that time. Every morning I think back to the video a few weeks ago of Coffee With Jesus. I want to hear from God. Sometime back I wrote about the young Samuel and how God was speaking to him and he thought it was Eli. Eli told him after several times to go back and lay down and the next time you hear the voice say, speak Lord for thy servant is listening.  I think of that video when the man was sitting across the table from Jesus, both had their cups of coffee in front of them. The mortal man was going through his prayer list, much like I do each morning and then Jesus leans forward, puts his hand on the table like he is about to speak and mortal man gets up, I gotta go, things to do.  I desire to hear from God. I read his word and try to write about some passage I read that morning. For the past week, it seems to go back to last Sunday's sermon. Am I listening to God's voice? Seek him while he may be found the scripture tells us. Some day this life will be over, have I listened as young Samuel and allowed God to transform my life. God doesn't speak to me audibly, the closest is that morning in Tacoma when I felt God spoke into my mind and said;  "I showed you this so you would know, now don't go over there and make a fool of your self."  Much of God speaking is through his word, which I read every morning. I watch for something to stand out and then write about it. The rich man that died with Lazarus was told; you have the law and the prophets (the Bible) if you won't hear them neither will you listen if someone came back from the dead. I am trying to listen?  Do I really hear God when he speaks? Or have I made God into what I want him to be? Speak Lord, I need to hear from you. God bless, LVZ.