“It seemed to me then, as it seems to me still, that if God speaks to us in this world, if God speaks anywhere, it is into our personal lives that he speaks.  Someone we love dies, say.  Some unforeseen act of kindness or cruelty touches the heart or makes the blood run cold.  We fail a friend, or a friend fails us, and we are appalled at the capacity we all have for estranging the very people in our lives we need the most.  Or maybe nothing extraordinary happens at all--just one day following another, helter-skelter, in the manner of days.  We sleep and dream.  We wake.  We work.  We remember and forget.  We have fun and are depressed.  And into the thick of it, or out of the thick of it, at moments of even the most humdrum of our days, God speaks."

Frederick Beuchner in The Sacred Journey (1982).