That always bugged me too. My dad was an atheist -- he's now more of an agnostic, but that's neither here nor there -- while my mother was a non-denominational Christian. I never got the whole "God the Father" thing: it seemed really a pointless existence to me. Why would such a being care about such petty bullshit?
For me it was a fear of heaven. In order for standing around perpetually worshipping a Deity to be a pleasant experience I would need to be changed significantly, therefore whatever arrived at heaven would not be "me".Yes Ornot, I was raised up in a holy roller penticostal church and religious family.
And same here, why would an all pwereful creature who can create universes worry about we poor pitiful creatures, and not for empathy apparently because if we don't do just as God says we burn in torment for an eternity....
Of course the old line "But he is God how can we hope to understand him"
