God On a Roll

What is there, God, about You some resist,
when I want the whole world to praise Your name?
What's in Your name that it's cursed and dismissed,
that somehow some consider You're to blame?

You're quiet, Lord, but You get in our way,
one thought tells me You made me--I am here,
another tells me soon there's Judgment Day,
these warrant You much more than just a sneer.

To praise You or disdain You we are free,
though You're compelling, You do not use force,
I can't deny Your wondrous love for me,
I pray You set my sail and steer my course.

O God, You are a magnet for my soul,
bring me to You while You're still on a roll.

                             -- by Pete Voelz       4/09