Love Languages

I know I dont want to beat this subject to death, but after listening to the comments, I believe a little discussion on communication is necessary.

I am a believer in the book called "The 5 Love Languages" By Gary Chapman. In it he talks about different "languages" that we must be communicated with to feel loved. They Are:

1. Acts of Service
2. Receiving Gifts
3. Quality Time
4. Physical Touch
5. Words of Affirmation

Which one do you think is your love language you need to be communicated? Some people have multiple, but there is usually a more dominate one.

Price Tags

Imagine you are at a department store and surrounding you are all sorts of Ummmm lets say coats. Red ones, black ones, leather ones, wool ones...you get the point. The kicker is that none of them have price tags on them. They could be on sale for $10 or a designer jacket at $1000. The only way to find out is to take it up to the counter and pay for it. You could ask one of the clerks that are walking around, but they might just be guessing. Sometimes they're right, sometimes they aren't.

Sometimes I think it's better to walk around cold.

I see the dating scene as very similar to this analogy. You never know if someone likes you (The $10 jacket) or absolute rejection ($1000). You can ask your friends or theirs, but they aren't always correct. Sometimes there's noone to ask. When I wrote Red Light Green Light, I had no clue that this would turn into such an in depth conversation. I love to hear people's opinion on this. Please continue!

Please Breathe

In your strong hands she lays,
Fingers like impenetrable walls caressing her beautiful cheek.

Please Breathe.
As she slumbers let your healing course through her.

With tears streaming down my face I plead,
Show her you are always there.

My Prose Library

I am worried that some of my writings will fall through the cracks. I've decided to catalogue them. Even though I wrote them, I still labor to understand them. I hope they have helped you as much as they have helped me.

Hover your mouse over the images for the titles.

Red Light Green Light

I wish women had 2 lights on their head.
One would be green,
The other red.

The Green would signify "He is so HOT!"
The Red would flash for "I think not.."

Yet God did not create women that way,
So guys must make their move and pray.

Gather your courage, Enjoy the fun!
I've heard it's amazing when you find the right one.

Life isn't perfect

A close friend might be moving away soon.
My car broke down tonight.
In the process of trying to work on it,
I locked my keys in the car with my cell phone.
My Astros lost a real close one tonight.

All you single people out there can understand these next few lines:
I know life isn't perfect, I'm not expecting it.
I just wish I had someone to experience it with.

In Ecclesiastes 4 it says:

If one falls down,
his friend can help him up.
But pity the man who falls
and has no one to help him up!

Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm.
But how can one keep warm alone?

Though one may be overpowered,
two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.

Maybe I ask too much.
I wish I had someone that would let me care for them,
and be cared for in return.

God what are you trying to teach me in this?

Origins of Grace

We are running low on food.
The little ones that were so cheerful in the beginning,
are now weak and quiet.
At least the rain stoped.

All of those people....Dead
People I knew my whole life.
That was 6 months ago.

Looking out over this long expanse of water my faith falters.
I sent out the first a week ago ago,
It returned with nothing to show.
The second has not come back yet.

Oh God, where are you now?
You said they were all wicked.
You regreted all of it.
You granted favor, I do not deserve it.
Was I so different than the others?
I do not understand, but I am grateful.

Bliss in the afternoon

I'm too happy to write prose...
I'm too busy to think about a good riveting blog entry.
I'm so happy its Friday.
The weather is going to be beautiful this weekend.

I want you to know I love you all very much :)

And this is a picture of the happiest dog in the world:

The Big Dance

I can feel it comming.
Can you?

First Thoughts

Darkness..
I hear somthing,
A voice so loud, so powerful.
The ground trembles.

Breathe..
My chest rises and falls.
Once one with the dirt I lay upon,
Now I am something more.

Opening my eyes, I see another looking down on me.
What is this? What am I? Who am I?
He says my name is Adam, for I am first.

My Maker patiently waits as I turn a circle.
He seems pleased with my reaction.
I have nothing to reference what I behold.
Majesty, Beauty..The ground throbs with vitality!

The Other puts His hand on my shoulder and smiles.
I know that He loves me before I even know what love is.
I know so little, but I am content...for I am with my Creator.





Solitude...Yet another of the new feelings I am experiencing.
I walk through the garden I was provided.
Wonders I cannot comprehend, yet still here it is.
Walking hand in hand with my Creator; Solitude is still with me.
I do not understand it.





Asleep...I dream for the first time.
Something is taken from me then given back.
For the second time I open my eyes to something I cannot describe.
Her name is Eve for she is Mother to all.

Shards of Pottery

Spread on the ground are shards.
We fit together at one time,
A vessel I thought worthy.

Shattered I feel alone, unsecure.
I have lost the identity I knew so well.
Before I had purpose,
I held my contents so skillfully.
Proudly I displayed my shiny patterns.

Where is hope, what is hope?
Why was I thrown down?
Did I not do what I was created for?
Even if I was put back together,
I would never be the same.

Empty, I am reminded of my flaws.
Water flows through me now, I cannot contain it.
Parched soil around me is quenched,
Life begins where it was not before.

My old patterns are faded and gone,
Now I am adorned by the flowers that grow beside me.

Fire Starter

That is Erica.
She's my older brother's niece. Her and her 2 sisters came over to my parents house for my fathers 59th birthday (Go Dad!). Well when they see me, I turn into the human jungle gym. I love them all to death. For the first couple hours, I just picked them up, twirled them around and cracked up as they tried to walk a straight line. As the evening wore on, they got a little tired and just wanted for me to carry them around and hug them. Well...Erica has a few tiny freckles to the sides of her nose. It's extremly cute! I was holding her and I touched her freckles with my finger and said "Wow, your freckels make you look so cute!" I wasn't prepared for what happend next. She got really upset and ran off. Later I realize that she was probably made fun of for them. We made up later that evening and she gave me a kiss on the cheek when the 3 of them had to leave. Oh lord, please give me a daughter someday!


Communication is such a powerful thing. In James 3:5 it says:

So also the tongue is a small part of the body, and {yet} it boasts of great things. See how great a forest is set aflame by such a small fire!

As people get to know me, they begin to realize that I think out loud most of the time. That's good and bad. The good is that they see the deepest part of me....I strive to be transparent to my friends, thus in return, I might gain trust and a little insight into their lives. The bad is that I can insult some people quite easily.

To the Big Guy upstairs,
Please help me to understand my friends better.
Help me to better communicate with them.
Give them patience with my logic,
Give them ever more patience for my ramblings.


Dearest Friend,
Please forgive me for what I said.

Masculinity vs Beauty

In the book Captivating, it talks about how Beauty reveals Masculinity. I read that and thought "Hmm what an interesting concept"....I've always tried to be a very observent person......Body language has been a hobby of mine for years...The last week or so, I realized how true this concept is. Beauty absolutely reveals Masculinity. Here's a fun test for the ladies....go up to a guy you know and put your hand around his bicep muscle.....I'll bet you a dollar that he flexes...it's instinctive!

Humor aside, I am starting to realize more and more that God knew exactly what he was doing when he created Guys and Girls so different....We compliment each other....Our physiology proves it, our feelings are the same way.

Here is a quick story about how Masculinity reveals Beauty....In certain countries, it's customary for the Groom to pay the father of the bride a cow in exchange for his daughter. An American guy fell in love with a woman from this country. She was not considered attractive by most standards, but the American loved her dearly. The American guy paid the father 6 cows which is an unheard of payment for his daugher. The daughter felt so special....she was a 6 cow woman...she started to feel valuable and took better care of herself. The story ends with the woman becoming a very attractive woman.

I'm not saying that attractiveness is the only form of beauty...Far from it in my opinion. A womans smile is a very amazing thing...no matter if it's from my 102 year old great grandmother (she is really that age) or from a newborn. A friend of mine this evening gave me a big hug and said that she loved me.....that's beauty in its most pure form....

I know this is similar to the Chicken or the Egg scenario...what comes first? Beauty or Masculinity....I dont know the answer to that one.

I'll keep watching the world around me....and yes, I do flex :)

Frustration

Ever wonder what Tmproff does during the week at his job? I work at a company called Administaff where we are considered a PEO or Personal Employment Organization. My company does other business payrolls, legal, retirement, 401k...etc you get the point. I am a programmer that uses huge databases of all of these companies data, and using a programming language called SQL, I calculate, sort and format their info into neat little reports. There are one of me in each of our major hubs around the US...We have one in Houston (me),Dallas, Los Angeles, Atlanta and we have a Corporate Report Writer(in Houston as well).

Our programmer in Atlanta quit and got a new job with another company.
Our programmer in Dallas got promoted last month.

We hired a new guy for Atlanta, but he's still learning (takes about 6 months)
So that leaves me and the Corporate programmer (Ashley) to do Houston, Dallas and LA (and some of Atlanta's difficult coding).

This week, Ashley went on vacation to Disneyworld. I am up to my eyeballs in work....I'm tired..My head feels like it's going to explode...I want to crawl in bed..