God said:
Mostly, My children see Me as an ongoing Complaint Department or as a Dear Lovelorn columnist or a Welfare Department.
There is a story of a young man who said he would dedicate himself to Me if I would grant him a special favor this one time. As the story goes, I helped out, and the young man who begged for an answer to his question then found a loophole to get out of his promise. I forgot what the loophole was. Of course, I never asked for his promise, nor is such a promise required.
I do not ask you to be devoted to Me as a kind of return on My investment. It is in your best interest to remember that I am here and that I love you. It is in your best interest to know this. I ask no promises of you. It is My desire that you go for happiness.
Consider Me the Tour Guide to Happiness. I beckon you to happiness. This Way to Happiness. I point the way. You are welcome on My bus, yet by no means do you have to get on. You don’t have to. You have choice. Remember, I give you Free Will. It is yours. Free Will is not a promise I make. It is already done. You are the object of this game We call Life. You are also the subject.
You can take the Game of Life lightly. Life is not quite so serious as you have made it. Of course, you may well want to argue this with Me. You may well want to show Me that life is very serious indeed. I understand your point of view. This is one way to look at life. This view is a good way to make suffering a sure thing.