If there is a God, He's not talking much to me.
I'm not making the argument in this post that there is a god. But supposing there was and he was a loving being trying to help you to your highest and best good, and he wanted to make contact, I would assume he would reveal himself slowly to you. Human beings as a whole do not adjust to sudden change in life conditions or life philosophies easily. They find it upsetting and stressful. (Case in point, consider your personal exit from the JWs) If Paul's experience is any clue, a sudden dramatic experience with God where it is irrefutable that he is real could be temporarily incapacitating because of its intensity.
I read a pile o' books that would stretch from the floor to the ceiling. I was a spiritual tourist in a few denominations. I talked to people from Southern Baptists, charismatics, Buddhists, Atheists, Agnostics and Satanists. I learned a lot, but I came to a point of frustration that I still had no substantial proof I could hang my hat on and say with confidence, there is a god, there isn't a god. I just got tired of all the massive research and work. I felt there was no way of solving the question so I quit everything I was doing and took a long break. I was burned out.
It occurred to me eventually that perhaps my approach was wrong. Then I decided to do a little experiment. I would just ask God to make contact if he was there and reveal himself to me. He would have to come to me. I didn't see how I could be any more sincere than that as someone who wasn't sure of anything anymore. If nothing happened I decided I could dump all my God beliefs and walk away from them with a clean conscience and be free of them. Whatever was going to happen or not happen, would happen. Either conclusion held positive appeal. Truth is what I wanted, whatever that would turn out to be.