I, Steven Herod, swear that I have not in any way received any personal notification from God, Allah, Satan, Zeus, or either of my cats that my ideas are correct. I have received no edicts written on tablets of stone, golden or otherwise. I have never had a vision, unless you want to count that once as a child when I saw helium balloons floating all over the place after a particularly disquieting birthday party which had no religious significance what-so-ever.
If He has ever spoken to me, He has done so in that nudge-you-in-the-ribs kind of way that says, "Am I God, or am I your imagination? I know, but you will never be sure. Sucks to be you!"
