I have found that the single most effective killer of life giving conversation with God is my own inner monologue, storytelling to me my uselessness or worthlessness. Early in my faith I called this voice God, and this feeling a theology of sin. Self degradation feels holy to the legalist.
When we give authority to this inner monologue, we become convinced of our worthlessness, and our actions come from a fearful place, either passively by hiding and conforming, or aggressively by achieving and fighting.
But if we could cultivate a stillness of soul that silenced the inner monologue, we could hear God’s voice calling us “beloved.” If our actions came from this deeper and more true place, our actions could come from a peaceful place, instead of a fearful place. Maybe then we could become “peacemakers” convinced we are a child of God.