God Balk

I balk at You, O God, why do I balk?
You make demands, I balk at Your demands,
You want to talk, but I don’t want to talk,
You take hard stands, I do not like hard stands.

You talk of love, but Your love’s tough to do,
You know my sins, so why must I confess?
So where would I end up rejecting You?
Alone and wandering in the wilderness.

Don’t like You? No, I still want You around,
I know I need You when things go awry,
and all You do for me--Your gifts abound,
I need You near, especially when I die.

Lord, when You call, why do I drag my feet,
since when I die, it’s you I’ll run to meet?

                        by Pete Voelz       1/19/14