My Friend God

God is my friend, but am I friends with God?
He's so demanding and I've lots to do.
In our relationship, my side's so flawed,
and I, I need my independence too.
 
God hovers over me by night and day,
and everything I am I owe to Him;
All of His works I see here on display,
I know He's filled my cup up to the brim.

Still I am me, I have a life to live,
of course, I pray He makes it fun and long;
but why does He keep asking me to give
Him back so much that is more right than wrong?

Why does this friend keep lavishing on me?
Why not just be a pal and let me be?

                       -- by Pete Voelz        1/04