John: I'm sorry for your loss. Loss of someone close leaves a hole in one's life that nothing will ever fill, but we go on for the sake of the others who's lives we fill. Thankfully, there are no 'holes' in the next existence, or we would be encumbered from our tasks there.

Big Jim: If we were in a pub in the "E", I could buy you a pint of Watney's Brown and we could have a nice chat. We could talk music and have a great time. We might become friends, who knows?
History doesn't matter, politics doesn't matter, if smoking bothers you, I won't smoke, we don't do things that offend the other. We become friends.
A problem comes up for you. I'm not the PM, but I do what I can and you for me when I have trouble. I say something that pisses you off, but we get over it because it's the big things that matter in the long run.
God is like that. He wants to be your friend. When you get to know each other better, you'll know what to do and what to avoid. You talk to him when you are alone in your room just as if you were at the pub. Whatever is on your mind. He's the best listener there is. For something to be true, you must act like it is true. You will never find a thing if you don't believe it exists and are not looking for it. I can believe the Fender Guitar is the best because everyone says it is, but to find out if it is the best to me, I must try it. My experience will be unique to me, but then I will know for myself.
Some people fear they will have to give up what they enjoy or that they are not worthy and too flawed. That's not how friendship works. I would hope you would give us a chance to be friends if we met at the pub. Give God a try next time you are alone and have a right ole chat.