A common mistake we make is that we look for God in places where we ourselves wish to find him, yet even in the physical reality this is a complete failure. For example, if you lost your car keys, you would not search where you want to search, you would search where you must in order to find them.” ~ Criss Jami

I can start to journal now. Surely that’s how to find God.
I’ve journaled before, and it helps. Not that I ever found God.
Well, bits and pieces of him. Where he was when I caught a glimpse.
The end of his coattails. But, when I waited a few months…
sometimes, even, mere weeks…to search again, he wasn’t there
where I’d left him, where I intended that he stay. He should be there…
I named my journal for the moniker I found for him. I invented him.
Why should he hide from me? I’m searching where I want to search.
Perhaps I might get better results searching where he chooses to be.
Where is it I must search? I know the when. God help me,
I know the when…