What happened to the God of my University?

                                  WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GOD OF MY UNIVERSITY?
                                                 
This is a sincere fierce question in my heart.

Like seriously, What happened to the God of my university?
I can clearly remember what happened towards the end of my first year in school. I remember clearly telling the president of my fellowship in school bluntly that I was not ready for the work that he (they were) was going to give me.

 'See, I am not ready' I said with my sharp mouth.
'No problem, if you don't want to.' He replied.
Sex and the church; you certainly enjoy reading this

My president was a calm man, but even in the calmness he had a way of making sure things were done. So he said that I should go and pray about it, If God said that I shouldn't do it then no problem, but I must ensure I give him a reply the following day.

Well, I never went back because that very night I had an encounter.

'If you truly speak to people, then speak to me audibly today'. My prayer point as I went to the place of prayer.
Yeah, I had an encounter. I heard God clearly for myself that night. It's a beautiful though challenging year for me in school.

But the whole fascinating thing for me was God's word, hearing and knowing them for myself. Service in church was beautiful. I needed no man to persuade me to go to church. Some things I naturally would not do, I found myself  doing them all for God's sake and those things that I naturally would cling to, I found myself losing them for God.

Well, then I had a good (mean) pastor at some point too, whenever I took any pressing issues to him and I ask him to pray with or for  me or advice me, he will ask me 'Have you prayed about it?'. Chai! that question was annoying. I learnt to be less hastened in seeking things in storm  and in making life decisions. I learnt to patiently wait on God for a reply even if the reply would come through my pastors.

Disappointments are bound to happen, no insurance oh. But how do you handle it

I felt this all encompassing love of God. God wasn't just a father to me, he was friend, a real pal. I could pray at his presence, dance, laugh and even get angry. Praying was easy, but dealingful. Hmm...studying God's word was sweet. I enjoyed it a lot.

All through my stay in University, I was in a relationship with God.

Now, I'm done with uni, I don't just get it in anymore. I'm sort of confused.

Hey chill, I have not backslide.
If you were to ask someone out in church, how will you do it? Read and learn

I'm not just feeling this relationship thingy to the root and depth of my soul.
I desire that one on one friendship with the God of my university.

I feel I'm in a relationship with a serious father, a serious serious father. A father that wants me to do 'This' and 'That'. No time for play, no time to bond like lovers.

So my questions are;
What happened to the God of my university?
Do we get to a point or season of our lives where we feel the God we are serving is changing?
Didn't the Bible say Jesus is the same yesterday, today, forever?
How do I get back to the Lover kind of life with my maker?

I will appreciate if you don't just read but answer my questions.

I AM IN NEED OF THEM.

Yours sincerely,
Munu Ogheneochuko.