Then, you know, when people come up to you and say, "Let me help you find God," you could say, "Oh, he's taking a nap," or "He's behind the couch."
And you could go outside and call him for dinner. "GOD! WHERE ARE YOU, GOD? COME INSIDE, I MADE LAMB!"
And you could come home and say to your spouse, "I lost God at Walmart. But it's okay, I found him again in the candy aisle. He was chucking fun-sized Snickers at a two-year-old."