Crying For Him

Rejected by the people You love.
Rejected by Your own family.
Mocked and laughed at
in Your times of trouble.
Heartless to Your broken heart.
How cruel to see them laugh
as You simply cry for them.
This is what we do to God,
our Creator, Redeemer, Father.
Yet we are quick to judge Him
cruel if He does the same to us,
after we have chosen to reject Him.
How ironic that we say we don’t
need Him for anything,
yet the thing we need most
is His compassion in our distress.
Crying against Him or
crying for Him?
I cry, Abba Father. I love you!

6-4-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Help This Pastor and Wife

This flock of many burdened souls,
they trust them with their souls,
just as You have entrusted his leadership
to help them keep control.
This house of many mothers
look to her for heavenly advice,
just as You have given her leadership
to be the queen of nice.
This crowded building of Yours
is his for the moment You’ve shared.
Help him to be the man You want
as he has obediently chosen to care.
These eyes of those who search her
for answers to do the right.
God, help her to keep her sanity
as she strives not to lose sight.
This place is called a church.
These people Your congregation.
Help this pastor and wife.
Relay Your gift of salvation.

6-4-03 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

About The Awards

This post is a note of thanks and, Lord willing, helpful as I have learned how important they are to many. It may even be helpful to those who try to avoid them.

First things first… Thank you, God, for delightfully surprising me with such an outpouring of love. It’s all about you, so I consider it all crowns to lay at your feet!
May you bless each one that has brought praise to the whispers that you gave!

Secondly, praise God for all of you who allowed God to use you to shower me with His blessings! I have the privilege of knowing such lovely friends.

About the awards… There are people waiting for their first award! I read comments from others who have been waiting… for years??? I was surprised as I saw them all over. One person had a page for his awards AND the count of each because he had over 100. I know that makes you think they’re easy to get, and that they’re “a tag game” as I’ve seen them referred to. But if you think on the number of WordPress bloggers and that someone has to be nominated, you see they are genuine in the community. It’s an honor when a fellow blogger takes time and thought to nominate someone. And that’s the thing.

There are blogs that don’t do awards, that is they don’t display badges, follow posting rules, and nominate other blogs. That is okay! Many are very professional, or very personal, or have something too unique to “play the tag game”. I get it. But something that I found helpful in wanting to nominate a blog was some bloggers had pages (or messages on home page) showing awards, or that they weren’t interested. I’m trying to do the same, so if someone sees I have already won an award (like the Mystery Award from Lovely A 🙂 ), they can select another blogger. I have widgets and categories hoping they help. I’m still learning. 🙂

I know many of you are busy, and the Awards can be stressful IF and only IF you allow them to be. No one has to accept them, but if you do, just do them at your own pace. I say this so those of you who think they don’t matter realize they do. Think of what your LIKEs and FOLLOWS mean to you, then imagine how someone feels to be nominated by another blogger saying I RECOGNIZE your blog. It might be just a community Award, but you have the privilege to share that community love with anywhere from 7-15 other bloggers in one award (depends on the Award).

Again, this is just to encourage those who are given the privilege to nominate others to consider the ones waiting. If you don’t wish to display a badge on your site, just do a post on so you can nominate. If you do not wish to be nominated, you may consider a note for your blog (and my memory, ty for being so merciful). I know I’m humbled that what starts as a private whisper from God’s ear to mine, or from my heart to His ear, would any way bless someone else. Praise God for using me at all!

WHETHER YOU’RE PRIVATE OR PUBLIC
BUSINESS OR PERSONAL
DO AWARDS OR NOT
HAPPY BLOGGING EVERYONE!
❤ ❤ GOD LOVES YOU!! ❤ ❤

KEEP FIGHTING

Come on, keep fighting.
Don’t give up.
Life was meant
to be this tough.
It’s not that easy
to have it all.
To rise above,
you must take the fall.
To read and write
is to live and learn.
To love and care
is to touch and burn.
To have a choice
is to know to choose.
To have something to gain
there must be something to lose.
To appreciate the gift
you must nurture the object.
To pass the class
you must study the subject.

Written by Gail Brookshire
(published in Expressions, June 9, 1994 Issue, page 4,
in Expressions, July 12, 1993 Issue, page 2,
and in J.O.B.S. Newsline, April, May, June 1993 Issue, page 4)
(by the grace of God)
This poem was my 1st assignment for the campus newspaper at my 1st college for my A.A. I was surprised at the response. The Editor made a note about the beautiful poem and my talent. Students and professors said it was beautiful, some asking for an autograph. I admit I laughed because I had never been asked before and thought they were teasing. Some I had been in class with for awhile and were good friends with. I was quickly made to understand I was mocking them. Praise the Lord to sign put a smile back on their face.  They were extra thankful when I gave permission to hang the poem on their fridge, mirror, and other places. I was shocked! Most surprising was everyone calling it BEAUTIFUL. It was a last minute assignment, and I felt like I “just done enough” to get it in. God is so good! And so surprising!

BEHIND THE DEGREE

Look there,
behind the degree.
Oh what a joy,
a whole new me.
A future, a plan,
a way to survive.
A way of succeeding
and feeling alive.
Supporting myself,
my family to be,
behind the door
of my promising.

What things I want.
What things I entice.
Oh the luxuries
will feel so nice.
For even with
the bills to pay,
I see a day
my work is play.
Behind the door
A little degree
creates the wonder,
a whole new me.

Written by Gail Brookshire
(published in Expressions, May 3, 1993 Issue, page 9)
(by the grace of God)
This was also written for a campus paper assignment that everyone loved so much. (See previous note on my poem Keep Fighting). God was making a whole new memory for me (I’ll explain that someday in a blog), and making so many people smile! How many times God blessed my ears with, “This encouraged me just when I needed it so much. Thank you for writing this!” Being thanked for writing? I LOVED writing! 🙂

Versatile Blogger Award 9.18.17

Lord, following your lead to read and encourage those who read and follow what you give me, I found blessings. Lebana and her Lebana’s Journal had been honored with the Versatile Blogger Award (Congratulations, Lebana! 🙂 ), and I was so excited for her! She is so honest in her posts. I love her boldness in her blog that dares others to get to know her. You know her better than anyone else, and know just when to encourage her with this award! While reading her blog I found that Lebana had nominated me for the Versatile Blogger Award! God, that is just like you!  Encouraging the encourager! ❤

versatile-blogger-award

Versatile Blogger Award Rules:
1. Thank the blogger who nominated you and share their link.
2. Nominate at least 10 bloggers for the award and provide links to their blogs.
3. Inform them about their nominations.
4. Reveal 7 facts about yourself that your readers may not know.

Nominees:
Discovering Your Happiness (Lovely Anita)
Red Letters (Jon and Hayley)
Beauty Beyond Bones (Caralyn)
Happy Sky 7311 (A.C.)
The Perks of Being Different (Andrea)
A Poet’s Paradise (Arianna)
A Fractured Faith (Stephen and Fionnuala)
A Balanced Woman’s Voice (Disletti)
Princess Blabbermouth (Princess)
Frank Solanki (Frank)

7 FACTS ABOUT MYSELF YOU MAY NOT KNOW:
1. My favorite dish is Spasagna! A Lasagna with spaghetti baked inside it! Mmmm!
God allows such delicious things in life!
2. I’ve had the love and privilege of… swimming, dancing, biking, baseball, cheerleading, basketball, walking, walkathons, running, backbends, and one handed cartwheels.
3. One of my new favorite songs is Stronger for It by Lordsong. I don’t have the kind of faith it takes to sing the chorus. It strengthens me with humbleness and conviction.

4. Another new favorite is Called Me Higher by Northland Church. It touches home with a fear I have every time I even thinking of having to go back out into the world. I don’t want to leave being alone in the arms of my God. But He bids me, “Go.” I follow.

5. My favorite stanza of Amazing Grace is
The Lord has promised good to me. His word, my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be as long as life endures.

6. When I was 6 years old, a man on the church bus named Mr. Farlough told me if I learned a verse he gave me, he would give me a jump rope. I got the rope the next ride! Unfortunately I didn’t understand that verse for years, but it was more valuable than that rope that didn’t last long. God gave me a chance to thank Mr. Farlough with a testimony in my early 30’s. He remembered me! I remembered John 3:16:

For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him, should not perish, but have everlasting life.

7. When I was 18 years old, God blessed me with the most loving pair of little arms, the most gorgeous pair of brown eyes, the most beautiful head or curls, and the brightest smile to light my life every day! God is so generous! ❤ He gave me my son Anthoni!

me and Anthoni.6months

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE NOMINEES!
Don’t feel rushed or pressured to have to do them.
I just want to let others know about your site!

 

 

Breaking & Entering

The crime was simple. The loss was hard.
He took some jewels, but gave his heart.
He entered the home that he thought was vacant.
He never expected for them to be waiting.
But when he picked the lock and opened the door,
He made his way inside to something even more.
An older man had heard the noise and came to investigate.
He saw the shadow at the door and didn’t hesitate.
To the dresser drawer he ran and pulled the revolver out,
Walked back to the living room and aimed without a doubt.
They took him to the emergency room, but it wasn’t of any use.
They called his wife to inform, that’s when I got the news.

Written by Gail Brookshire
(published in Expressions, May 24, 1994 Issue, page 6)
(by the grace of God)
This poem was written at a time I was trying to understand why people I grew up with were getting into committing crimes. I wrote the last part with 3 intentions.
1. So none of my friends thought I was trying to glorify what they did in a poem.
2. To make sure no on else would think I was into doing that.
3. My effort to be sympathetic to the mothers and grandmothers of my friends who were trying to get my friends to quit committing crimes.