The God I Want

I sit on the deck at dusk, thinking and reading (maybe not in that order). The book I am currently looking at asks me to write down the God I want, i.e. what does this God have or does that you would want.
The thought of designing God is novel to me, it makes me stops and wonder. I realize that I have never dared ask God to be something for me. I know I can't make God be something but I can ASK God to be something for me.
So I try it. I ask God if it's okay define the God I want.
Then the clouds parted and a booming voice said : YES, BUT DON'T MAKE IT TOO HARD ON ME - I AM AN OLD MAN, YOU KNOW !!
Actually, a soft gentle feeling cloaked me in a loving embrace - I took that to mean more than yes because I had already thought of the God I wanted and the God I wanted was a loving, caring, nurturing God, One that I can talk to and share my thoughts with, like a child shares with their mother.
I realize that I always wanted this type of God - I realize that I wanted my parents to be that but they, being human, weren't quite up to the job. I kept searching throughout my life for this but always in other people. Why didn't I just go to the source ? I think that I viewed God as being distant, someone who was busy with a thousand other things, all more important than me. I might have gotten that idea from my parents or my religion but it does not matter.
I have discovered that the God I want does exist and She is coming over for tea. I think I'll serve my special tea - I think He'll like it.
Frank