You're so lucky to actually be talking to God, when I thought God was talking to me I became mentally unstable and ended up in hospital for psychosis. I've since lost any hope that God will ever communicate with me due to the dangerous nature of schizophrenia.
Friend, luck has nothing to do with it, ...are you a father, if so, do you talk to your children?
Usually the first way we hear God speaking to us is through His Word, Heb 1:2, second is by impressions He puts in our hearts (that's how He spoke to me about my health insurance) and third He can speak to us through His children, ...but in all three ways He will never say something that contradicts the written Word, ...never.
For instance, the Health insurance, I stepped out in faith and obeyed, there will always be a confirmation after we obey, ...if it really is Him speaking to us and not our prideful presumption, about a month after I canceled my insurance I was in a head on collision, a drunk driver made a left turn in front of me, I didn't feel like I was seriously hurt, I broke my nose on the steering wheel and fractured a couple of ribs. My first instinct was to get out of my pickup, when I did I heard the other driver crying in pain, I ran to his car and tried to open the door, but it was jammed shut (they had to use the jaws of life to extract him), I returned to my pickup and retrieved a bolt cutter to cut the battery cables so that his car would not catch on fire with him in it, after that I started to think about myself, my nose had stopped bleeding, but my ribs really hurt, I said to Father, "I don't have any insurance, I can't go to the hospital, I'm trusting in You and I put this accident and injury in Your hands," then I said to myself, "I'll hit myself in the ribs, if I don't faint then I will know I'm okay," ...I know, stupid thing to do, but I didn't faint (I was a brute, uncontrollable beast before Jesus came into my life and some of those traits are still with me even to this day, ..He's working on me).
When the police came they had me sit down, the the paramedics examined me, both of them said I needed to go to the hospital, ...but I didn't have any insurance so I declined, the tow truck came to tow away my pickup, everyone had left, I was all alone, the driver took one look at my pickup and then at me and said I needed to go to the hospital and offered to take me, again I declined, asked him if he would take my pickup to a friends house instead of impound so that all of my tools would be safe, he agreed, as we were together in the cab he kept telling me I needed to go to the hospital, finally he told me he had seen accidents that were far less serious than mine and the people were dead, ...we dropped of my pickup, drove back to his garage and I walked home from there.
A couple of days later I went to look at my pickup, it was as if the jolly Green Giant had grabbed a hold of the front and the back of my pickup and twisted it 90°, then he he took both ends and bent it into a U, I was stunned, ...as I walked to look inside the cab the only place that wasn't damaged was where I had been sitting, ...stark reality struck me hard, right between the eyes, ...I immediately fell to my knees blubbering like a baby, I realized Father had spared my life, I asked Him what was/were the lessons He wanted me to learn from this (there were two) and in Him sparing my life I gave it right back to Him to do with as He pleased, ...I felt such peace at that moment, confident that my Heavenly Father would take care of me, ...my confirmation.
In actuality that was the start of the process of me believing in faith and obeying what Father was telling me to do in preparation for me to leave everything behind and come here, ...totally trusting in Him.
Blessings