Many years ago, after attending a wonderful weekend religious event known as a "Cursillo", I spoke at a meeting of other Chrisitian who had attended the same event at other times.  At the end of the meeting, everyone gathered in one large room, but when we began to pray, something strange happened.  One half of the room prayed with their arms lifted and their hands facing up, in what I knew as the Charasmatic's Posture,  while the other half bowed their heads in the more traditional posture.  I remember thinking at the time:  "this shows a fundamental problem of Christians; we're looking for God in different places.  One half of this group is still looking UP, and the other half is looking IN."
    My own journey has been inward for quite a few years now, but there has always been  a problem for me in searching for a Psychological God.  While it was wonderful to discover that Spirituality can be  a vital part of a human's psychological makeup and that our very essence is more than that of Pysch. 101 mice running mazes, something was troubling for me.  Sometimes, I want God to be Out There, not necessarily to do something spectacularly miraculous, but perhaps as a sort of Super Counseling Service.  He-She-It wouldn't have to be in charge of everything, but it would be nice if The Deity could give some sort of indication when I was "Getting Warm" or "Getting Cold" on my spritual path.  I mean, is that asking too much of the King of the Universe?  
    Recently I have begun reading some writings of other God-searchers from non-Western traditions -- Buddhists, pagans and the Zen philosophers.  I find these fascinating and in many ways, very comforting, because I find all of them have at their heart the message of Christ:  do unto others, and you will see the kingdom of God.  For me, discovering this makes me feel that God indeed loves the Whole World.    
    However, I am not of these traditions (except perhaps the pagans, but my Calvinist ancestors are probably, if not spinning, twitching slightly in their graves at that thought).   When faced with a crisis of faith, my head begins to spin somewhat with the feeling that I still don't know where to look for God on my own, personal terms.
    Now scientists are learning ever more about the development of the human brain and the role of our "wiring" in our perception of religious events.   This bothers some Christians, perhaps in the same way that some Christians were deeply bothered by Galileo and his telescope.  Many Christians of the Middle Ages took comfort in the fact that God "dwelt on high", and when faced with the evidence that this was not the fact, they either  tried to attack the messenger (threaten Galileo into recanting) or struggle to re-explain ("God is Higher than we imagined") or simply ignored the whole debate ("What's a telescope?  Pass that flagon of wine this way, will ya?").  
    Faced with evidence that God isn't Up There, Out There or In There, most of us react the same way today.  We hover fearfully in conservative churches. We meditate or analyze in order to reach inside of ourselves.   Or, we pull the lever on the Barcalounger and put that thought aside for a while.   Often we do all three.
    Bishop John Spong uses the symbol of Exile to explain the modern quandary.  Like the Hebrews who expected God to be inside the Temple or associated with a particular piece of real estate,  but then found out courtesy of the Babylonians that He wasn't there,  we have to struggle with a basic problem.  God  is never where we expect Him-Her to be and never stays where we leave Him-Her.  We never get to stop searching .... until we discover that sometimes God comes to us.