Then there are times He communicates in ways that seem to utterly defy them. The adventure comes in learning how to receive all that He is saying in all the ways He says it. So here I am sitting on my bedroom floor listening to the muffled sounds of a fight scene echoing from my father’s TV across the hall. I meant what I said. I am determined not to move until I know what He sounds like. Armed with pen and paper, I am ready to record whatever He might choose to share. I wait. It seemed to work for