I'd Like To Register A Complaint, Please

Forgive me, sir, for my impudence, but I really must register a complaint. If you're as big and as patient as they say you are, I'm sure you'll be able to handle it. The gist of my beef with you is that you just seem so distant sometimes. I mean, people say that you are loving and that you are relational at your very core. In fact, some people who study you and your ways tell me that you've been in a perpetual relationship forever and that you always will be. They also say that you're interested in relating to all of us "down here." And I want you to be my best friend, but you never call. I haven't even once gotten an e-mail from you and I never even see you update your status on Facebook. I try different things to meet you like getting away from it all just to be with you, but I just keep hearing silence. And I'm not the only one who is bothered by this. I just talked with two others this morning who feel the same way. So why do you have to be so distant? If I called my dad and asked him for a moment of his time to chat or offer some advice, I know that he'd drop what he was doing to be there for me. And one time I read that you said, "If you earthly father knows how to give good gifts to his children, how much more will your heavenly Father give good gifts to those who ask him?" Well, I guess I'm asking. Would you show yourself to me in a small, simple way? I would like to be your friend, but I keep getting your voicemail.

At least I'm not alone in my feeling of isolation. Misery loves company. Evidently, you've been quiet for millennia. So I'll pray again a prayer that was prayed over 3,000 years ago:

How long, O LORD? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and every day have sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me? Look on me and answer, O LORD my God. Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death. Psalm 13:1-4a