Another Presence Enters In

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Ahem! Ahem! Can you hear?
I sense your game of doubt and fear.
You start the same, assuming I play.
You’re not concerned with what I have to say.
But ready or not, I become aware.
I have no pity left to spare.
You set me up to take a fall,
Then trip my feet to hear me call.
You want me crying out for you,
And want to be my hero too.
But another Presence has entered in.
He says this madness has to end.
This passing a life back and forth,
Only to throw remains on the floor
Is going to stop this very minute!
Only I can see the value in it.
Step away and let her be!
She belongs solely to Me!

8-15-2019 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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His Will Be Done

“He has chosen not to heal me,
but to hold me.
The more intense the pain,
the closer His embrace.”
– Joni Eareckson Tada

“Wherefore let them that suffer according to the will of God
commit the keeping of their souls to him in well doing,
as unto a faithful Creator.”
– 1 Peter 4:19 KJV

“For whether we live, we live unto the Lord;
and whether we die, we die unto the Lord:
whether we live therefore, or die, we are the Lord’s.”
– Romans 14:8 KJV

No Throwaways!

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“No throwaways!” You assure me.
“I throw nothing of Mine away.
You are a treasured gift for Myself.
Do you have any idea what you mean to Me?
Block out what the world has told you.
Block out the doubt, little faith, and unbelief.
Hear Me, and only Me.
You are My precious child, My dear friend,
My daughter, and My beloved.
My bride that I wait so patiently for
Because she’s well worth the wait.
Never will you be tortured with mind games from Me.
I am NOT the father of confusion.
I am your Counselor, Wonderful, Faithful, and True.
I am known by Mine, and Mine know Me.
I look forward to loving you every new day.
I love you more and more.
No throwaways! You’re for keeps!”

7-25-2019 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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Arms of Love

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Bound by the Arms of Love,
My insecurities secure.
Those Arms of Love comfort me,
And help me to endure.
Wrapped in the Arms of God’s Love,
I long to linger with Him.
When it’s hard to face my realities,
He says, “We’ll deal with them.”
The Arms of Love embrace me,
And strengthen me when I’m weak.
I find my voice in the Arms of Love,
And find the courage to speak.
“Oh, Arms of Love, how grateful I am
That You would lift and hold me.
Being in Your Arms of Love
Has been the character to mold me.
Laying my head to rest in Your Arms of Love
Brings peace deep within.
I love being in Your Arms of Love
Again and again and again!”

7-27-2019 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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My Heart Cry For You

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Father God, Hear my cry.
I long to live for You.
Obedient and faithful,
Humble and true.
Strengthen my spirit,
Encourage my soul.
Your healing hand
Can make whole.
Be my Teacher.
Be my Guide.
Be my Counselor,
As You faithfully abide.
Lead the way.
Light my path.
Keep my soul
From Your Justified wrath.
Hold my heart
And keep it safe.
I know with You
Is the safest place.

7-23-2019 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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Unveiling Love

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Lovely lacey cloth, how pretty you are
Dangling from her back.
How delightfully happy she was
When her Father lifted you
Off of her smiling face.
Such happiness to be unveiled
Brought forth the bride for her Groom.
Love was shown for all to see
As they joined hand in hand.
A look of love and peaceful joy.
Among a crowd of family and friends
They testified of God above.
Each time you dance around
I see the joy she’s found.
Each step He holds her to dance,
You glisten with radiant delight.
Thank you for revealing to me
The love that waits with Him.
I have been blessed to witness.

7-23-2019 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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For My Choir Buddy

Lord, Thank you for reminding me that I wanted to share with others as I dedicated a song to celebrate Sue Bailey’s passing.

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I couldn’t help but think about the song I’ve Got More To Go To Heaven For,
one because I always do when someone passes away that I love or am fond of ,
secondly because I’ve loved that song so much since I heard it in my teens that I am always singing it,
and lastly because of how incredibly fitting it is with the passing of my choir buddy.
I’ll always remember her joy, and am so excited about “the new angel in the choir, I want to hear sing.” ❤ She’s now one more of the many “friends awaiting when I walk through the gates. I’ve more to go heaven for than I had yesterday.”

I’ve Got More To Go To Heaven For
by The Inspirations

I’ve been on my way to heaven for a long, long time.
And many things have happened that’s clouded up my mind.
But I am more determined to walk the narrow way.
I’ve got more to go to heaven for than I had yesterday.

Chorus:
There’s a golden street to walk upon, a bell I’m gonna ring.
A brand new angel in the choir, I wanna hear her sing.
There’ll be a lot of friends awaiting when I walk thru the gates.
I’ve got more to go to heaven for than I had yesterday.

I’ve been thru lonesome valleys, I’ve climbed the highest hills.
I’ve known the joy of living in the center of God’s will.
I’ve watched the angels come and take my loved-ones home to stay.
I’ve got more to go to heaven for than I had yesterday.

Chorus:
There’s a golden street to walk upon, a bell I’m gonna ring.
A brand new angel in the choir, I wanna hear her sing.
There’ll be a lot of friends awaiting when I walk thru the gates.
I’ve got more to go to heaven for than I had yesterday.

Chorus:
There’s a golden street to walk upon, a bell I’m gonna ring.
A brand new angel in the choir, I wanna hear her sing.
There’ll be a lot of friends awaiting when I walk thru the gates.
I’ve got more to go to heaven for than I had yesterday.

Yes, I’ve got more to go to heaven for than I had yesterday.

I also think of her with the poem You allowed me to write on July 25th… Alas, I’m Home. She had actually passed on July 2nd, but I was a little hard hit with her passing at first that even though I was happy for her it was too hard to write at first. But I knew from Your loving whisper that I wanted to write this post especially for her. She is the new angel in the choir, and praise Your Holy name dearest Sue can easily say, “Alas, I’m home.” You have welcomed Your bride home.

Alas, I’m Home
written by Gail Brookshire

Alas in sight, I see
A home prepared for me.
Cloudless skies and stormless days.
Enjoying a view with a heavenly haze.
The voice of God clear and strong
Conducting His choir with angelic song.
Crystal seas glisten bright.
Streets of gold reflect His Light.
Familiar faces soon appear.
Some were souls once so dear.
Dearer more, now they are
Always a part of my heart.
Dearest yet, my Sweet Jesus Christ!
Waiting to welcome home His bride.
Friends for life, death, and resurrection.
He is my Greatest expectation.
Alas I’m in His Holy presence,
Basking in His Holy essence.

7.25.19 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire