A Poem of Two Tents

My Father loves to camp with me.
He says I am His tent you see.

He says it hasn't always been this way
He use to camp with us a different way.

A separate tent behind a heavy curtain.
Our relationship then, was not so certain.

A system of continual sacrifice,
which never completely paid the price.

A shadow of The One Whom now has come.
A sacrifice complete for the total sum.

And now my Father camps with me
His life He lives inside of me.

By Preston Pittman

I am so excited! The Lord has been drawing me to His Word about "Two Tents" for some time. I was confused of the meaning and direction at first, and I continued praying and studying His Word.

I believe I have been faithful to present Gods' Word as it relates to what He was leading me to in this four-part series. I believe it reveals - even further still, how much God has loved us. I think it will allow many of us to feel His love more than ever.

I love you, Preston
Two Tents - Part I - Part II - Part III - Part IV