For the past few months, I had felt somewhat frustrated with God. He seemed to be giving everyone but me a word. Sometimes I would be in church and while the preacher preached I would literally be arguing with God, begging for a personal word.
Don’t get me wrong. God speaks to me. Sometimes while reading a verse, a thought drops in my head and I send it by broadcast to quite a number of people who would be blessed. Sometimes in the middle of an experience or my day, a word, song or lesson drops in my spirit and I blog about it or I send another broadcast, all with the same results. But with all of these words, none felt personal. In short, overlooking the fact that He is there for me, I felt like God had neglected me.