Resenting Mystery

Why do I, Lord, resent Your mystery?
Who am I that I get to know it all?
Why must God be accountable to me?
To make demands of God takes lots of gall.

Three Persons in one God, how can I know?
Are puny minds like mine so worthy of
Your knowing how the galaxies all go?
It’s not enough we’re flooded with Your love?

How dare I challenge You, Almighty God,
me but a speck in Your huge human race?
It’s not You’re some elaborate facade,
hiding and tricking, laughing in our face.

To know You love me, Lord, the rest can wait
‘til I arrive too soon at heaven’s gate.

                            by Pete Voelz     8/20/14