Miss you

If you were a wink, I'd be a nod
If you were a seed, I'd be a pod.
If you were the floor,
I'd wanna be the rug
And if you were a kiss,
I know I'd be a hug
If you were the wood,
I'd be the fire
If you were the love,
I'd be the desire.
If you were a castle,
I'd be your moat,
And if you were an ocean,
I'd learn to float


by Tristan Prettyman

Love

I am so amazed by God's grace and love. He never stops amazing me and washing over me with His awesome love. This blog is simply a thank you to my savior who never leaves me when the world isn't being so kind. Words cannot begin to express my heart. Thank you for my wonderful family you have blessed me with, my beautiful son who is teaching me things about You all the time, my home, my wonderful friends who you have brought me in the perfect season and loved me when I thought no one would , for Your love and grace.

The Unwritten Book.

Wait I have been here before this familiar place,
I had almost forgotten your handsome face.

I think I have read this book a time or two,
Its a classic only to be read my a chosen few.

Its here in the 4th chapter on page six.
Where the druggie longs for her fix.

I have judged her harshly and broke her heart,
All the while I have forgotten my part.


My hand writes the pages of this tale,
In this room dark with the air growing stale.

I am not so different from her, I have my vice,
One that steals my soul and I pay the price.

Passion is the name of the game,
Once you dabbled in it , you will never be the same.

Wait, this is all too real, the pages coming alive,
Feelings, thoughts, like a tornado they arrive.

I search to find the title, where is the cover?
Just as I thought, my worst fears to discover.

The end is unwritten, blank pages haunting my dreams,
As i fight this fate with all of its dirty schemes

How will it end, please tell me don't leave me to my own mind,
Will you find it in your heart to be kind?

That's it, how could I have forgotten the title....FOOL,
A fate that I must face that is all too cruel.

written by me 2007

Shake the Dust

Pick myself up and shake off the dust,
Its here with You that I must trust.

You have never left my side,
True happiness is when In You, I abide

How Your heart breaks,
When I make carelsss mistakes

Separate these offenses from East to West,
Perge me with the refiners fire as You see best

Plant my roots deep in Your soil,
So my selfishness can not longer toil

Shake the dust and make me new,
Give me strength to be your chosen few.

Build a strong tower in which inside You abide,
Pick me up, shake the dust, and give me a new stride.

Written by Me.....2007

Walls

Honey stars drip from your eyes,
which outshine your continuing lies.

How can you hold me and kiss me like you do?
knowing it means nothing to you?

Why do I crave your touch?
when it leaves me only wanting much.

What I want you cant give me,
your heart,your love, you will not free.

They are locked behind this wall.
you've built so you wont fall.

I know my heart cannot tear it down,
for my hands are bound.

Only you know where the wall is weak,
you know the magic words to speak.

I pray that someday you will learn to love,
but only this help can come from above.

I pray this prayer that one day you wil be free,
but until then behind your wall you'll be.

I often wonder are you really happy there?
or do the tears come at night with your dispair?

Ode to Friendship and Love

It seems that I have exhausted your grace...
There is no room for forgiveness here?
What is the price I have to pay for being human?
Is is judgement? Banishment? Punishment?
Funny how we always want grace for our follies,
but never really give it in return
Funny how the human heart is disposable,
All because we might have to get involved,
we might have to feel something for someone,
Or do something or heaven forbid jump out of our comfort zone
Maybe someday you'll understand a heart that feels deeply,
only loving in the same way, maybe someday it wont scare you
Maybe someday the wall will come down and grace will mean something.

Miscommunication

I think somewhere along the line there has been some miscommunication,
I dont think I have ever professed to be perfect by any means,
I am human with desires, needs just like anyone else,
I think people have a misconception that God is lacking if people,
who profess to be christians mess up. NO my friend it is never God who
is lacking it is us who lack, who fail to call upon Him when we need help,
and we pridefully dive into situations thinking we can handle it on our own strength.
Apart from God I am a mess of a human being..and when i stray I become that mess.
Its only in Him that I have meaning, peace and depth, not apart from Him.
Apart from him I am dying spiritually and lack in every area concerning my flesh.
I do admitt its me that must change.....but when I am not where I should be...
please never look to God as the cause.....