Pray Hiding

Sometimes, O God, I’d rather hide than pray,
the world is fun, You show up with a cross,
like Jonah then, I want to run away,
You come at Christmas, I like Santa Claus.

I know You are the sun, the world is dross,
I, Phantom-like, prefer the dark to day,
which one of us should rule, I’m at a loss,
so Hamlet-like, to say or not to say.

You are the King, the world I ought to toss,
life marches on, and I should not delay,
of course I do not fight You, You’re the boss.
instead of hide, I by Your side should stay,

Like Job, Lord, I must say--You more, me less,
You give, You take, You and Your name I bless.

                         by Pete Voelz      12/5/13