That's right Rochelle.....god is picky. He likes you though...and all others who claim he has answered them. For those of us who have begged, cried, pleaded, searched, and still don't know our ass from a hole in the ground as to lifes questions....will have to assume god just doesn't like us.
I'm sorry if I've offended you in some way, but AlmostAtheist asked a question, that was the most truthful answer I had, and I still stand by it. It's matter of the circumstances being right; I can't tell you what makes the difference. For me, anyway, it happened when I wasn't looking, and it happened at the time when I least expected it.
Also, you're neither the first nor the last to feel like God has burned or ignored them. As a teenager, I earnestly went looking for God and sincerely wanted more than anything to please him. I even prayed to find the "True Religion," and I ended up as a Jehovah's Witness. That move cost me who knows HOW much in terms of social, career and personal opportunities; I cut off contact with all the friends I made in high school, felt guilty and depressed for going to college since the world was ending Real Soon Now (and, as a result, made very mediocre grades), lost all contact with what would have been my "worldly" college friends, passed up several opportunities to date and possibly marry handsome, intelligent young men..... All of this, I did in the name of being a good JW -- in the name of pleasing a God who actually terrified me, even though I loved him with all my heart. For my love, "God" had rewarded me with fear, loneliness, depression and failure.
Then, I learned the truth about "The Truth." Needless to say, I was somewhat embittered toward Christianity and especially its God. No, that's not quite right; it's not even close to the anger I felt. But the words I WANT to use are no longer a part of my vocabulary.
But still, a few years afterward, I've ended up a Christian, and it's the best choice I've ever made. I'm starting to understand my past now, and to see a purpose in everything I've been through. All the pain that I've been through has taught me quite a bit, and I've finally reached a point in my life where I'm capable of picking up the pieces. And thanks in no small part to my JW fiasco, I've learned that having all the answers isn't nearly as important as asking the right questions and keeping an open mind. And if it weren't for my past suffering, I'm certain that my present faith wouldn't be as meaningful.
And although I'm not God, I'm pretty sure that He (or She, if you prefer) likes you anyway, even if you don't like Him. But I think the first place you need to find God is inside yourself, not a book, a preacher or a church. Maybe if you look in there, the rest will begin to fall into place.
Peace to you,