Sharing Life Among the Broken

Among strangers You meet me
just where I’m at
to remind me You’re with me,
in such a simple chat.
A simple chat
that is so profound,
You remind the lost
they have been found.
You send a message
in a spoken word.
Your Spirit ensures
that it is heard.
You serve the vessel,
and have the vessel serve.
You calm the restless,
and utilize the verve.
Chosen serving the lowly.
Lowly serving Your chosen.
Sharing the life
among the broken.

7-17-15
written by Gail Brookshire

Your Influence

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Your precious love abides. Your Spirit lives inside.
Your presence pleases me. Your comfort eases me.
Your guiding light leads. My obedience heeds.
Your word instructs. My discipline trusts.
Your hymn lifts my voice. I praise by choice.
Your encouragement cheers. Your tenderness endears.
Your mercy secures. Your grace assures.
Your salvation saves. My humility behaves.
Your insight inspires. My rebellion retires.

7-17-15 written by Gail Brookshire

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Finding Yourself in Them

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The help of others to someone in need.
To help the wounded of those who bleed.
To comfort the mourning as they ache.
To give for pleasure with no intention to take.
To ease the child so terrified by night.
To lift the darkness of the blind to light.
To cheer the soul imprisoned in gloom.
To save the perilous from impending doom.
To raise the child abandoned by love.
To restore a lost faith for God above.
These are just a few things my Savior does
Whenever we give ourselves to what He was.
Never think that your life is a waste.
Never quit, or misjudge Him in haste.
For in the life you give to Him,
You find yourself in giving to them.

7-17-15 written by Gail Brookshire

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Yours With Affection

Alone in this quietness with You,
there’s something valuable about this peace.
I feel like I have found favor with You
from the chaos of this world to cease.
Oh it still goes on
somewhere out there.
But You have instructed me
it’s Your burden to bear.
My responsibility is to listen to You.
You have something to say.
I have prepared You an altar
here where I pray.
As the stillness allows me
to know You are God,
I see You lay aside
Your staff and rod.
You let me know You do not need
tools of correction.
When my heart is Yours,
You hold me with affection.

7-28-2015
written by Gail Brookshire

Dominion is His

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Great and strong is the LORD
Mighty and powerful is He.
His enemies flee His wrath.
His prodigal children plea.
His strength displays His character.
His character conveys His demand.
His holiness validates
His authority to command.
His vengeance is His pleasure.
His pleasure is to forgive.
Condemnation is His to sentence.
Clemency is His to give.
Pardon is His escape.
Redemption His restoration.
Salvation is His to offer
Because of His resurrection.

7-21-15 written by Gail Brookshire

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Burdened by Flesh

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A head hung in shame,
A heart broken just to know
That she has pained her Savior
Or caused any woe.
So much He has done for her,
This she realizes.
She makes no pretense.
She has caused her crisis.
Weighing heavily on her soul
Is the disappointment of her Lord.
She was genuine in confessing her sins,
And intended to do no more.
Yet here is the truth,
that she cannot escape the flesh.
She, like everyone else,
Will sin until her death.
Only His word and His blood
Can forgive and restore.
He walks through life with her
Till she reaches His shore.

7-22-15 written by Gail Brookshire

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Repented and Turned

So young and innocent, she has no clue.
What others will teach, she will do.
Right or wrong, pure or filth.
They pass on the pleasure that brings guilt.
No examples to show otherwise.
Everyone is good in their own eyes
The sins are handed down to repeat.
She had not heard of who she’d meet.
Knelt at the altar to wait for someone else,
She is approached and told of a saving help.
Her eyes were opened, her heart broken
To hear of the love and tragedy spoken.
Jesus had came and died for her.
He loved her in spite of her.
Revealing her false innocence and wicked ways,
He teaches truth and the importance to obey.
Falling in love and falling in line,
He lifts her pen and has her write.
It will help her grow. It will help her learn.
She has repented. She has turned.

7-30-15
written by Gail Brookshire

Pursuit of Faithfulness

Long ago, You and I met.
You pursued my wandering heart.
You saw something in me I didn’t.
Something You saw from the start.
It was You in me,
Yet I had never known Your presence.
You would make Yourself known.
I would fall in love with Your essence.
Growing together along the way,
It was You who was leading me,
Teaching me so much about You
And how You desired for things to be.
More and more Your vision
Would become my very own.
I have never regretted
You melting my heart of stone.
Each day holds something new
To reassure me of my place
Within Your faithful love
And Your tender embrace.

6-23-15
written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Faithful Savior ❤

Floating Nest

Moanings and groanings,
I hear all around me.
The flock is restless.
Their sighs have found me.
The unknown day
of opening the door
seems so far away
when we’ve found no shore.
Our lingering spirits
threaten to doubt
all that God has promised
to bring us out.
As our prayers are lifted,
a calming arrives.
His Faithful Spirit
lovingly revives.
The flock is comforted
and finds sweet rest
knowing that God provided
this floating nest.

6-25-15
written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Noah’s Ark

2-6-15 Note to You

Lord God,
Thank You for being so personal,
for always being there for me.
Thank You for being the friend
everyone wishes they had
(and do if they give themselves to You).
Thank You for listening to
my ranting, venting, and complaining.
Thank You for whispering, speaking, and shouting to me.
Thank You for holding me
and emboldening me.
Thank You for helping me
get through each trying day.
And thank You for giving me strength
when it feels like I have none.
Thank You for putting up with
my crying, my whining, and my letting You down.
Thank You for forgiving, restoring, and rebuilding me…
to be faithful, strong, and obedient.
Thank You for loving me,
and for being You!

2-6-2015 written by Gail Brookshire

Your Marvelous Love

From the day we are born,
You call us unto You.
You whisper our name
and say, “I love you.”
You make it clearly known
that You have made us
for Your special purpose,
to glorify the name of Jesus.
Held in Your care,
we come to Your throne.
We marvel at the thought
that You’d make us Your own.
Reassured each moment
of Your unfailing love,
we long to be with You
in our home above.

2-14-15
written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Valentine, Jesus Christ! 🙂

You Are Hope

Hope is a mainstay…
is so often said.
Yet that is an understatement
to Your Holy Comfort.
Time and time again,
I myself thank You for hope.
That’s because YOU are hope.
Without You I cannot cope!
You are the very breath
that gives us each life.
Though we cannot see it,
it is how we are alive.
You are the faith,
for which the substance of things,
the evidence of things unseen,
are the very core of hope.
You are unseen,
and yet You are our hope…
our only hope…
our glorious hope!
Thank You for hope!
Thank You for YOU!

2-19-15
written by Gail Brookshire

Miscommunicated Goodbye

Miscommunication is a powerful weapon,
a misfire of tongues
causing so much damage
that cannot be undone.
People try to relate to one another
while trying to be discrete.
What is intended to build up
can feel like defeat.
Secrets are hidden.
Secrets are kept.
Secrets are revealed.
Tears are wept.
Apologies are given.
Apologies are accepted.
Sabotage and ruin
are intercepted.
Deep in the soul
where secrets live and die,
there is a disconnect…
a permanent goodbye.

3-14-15
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration:
James 3:1-12 KJV

Question of Identity

On a concrete slab
lies a question of identity.
Your family is called
and asked to come see.
Is that you on the table?
Have you O.D.’ed?
Have you caused the heart
of your family to bleed?
Is that you
there in the morgue?
Have you gone to live
with your Lord?
Only God knows
this very day
if that is you
that has gone away.

4-25-15
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: loss

You Send Me What I Need

Me and You have been doing this a long time now,
Walking through this thing called life.
Before I even knew that I was alive,
You were already saving me from my strife.
You knew the things that would pull at me,
And the things I would cause myself.
Yet instead of throwing Your hands up,
You lovingly stretched them out to help.
You placed Your hedge about me
And only allowed that which brought gain.
Only to protect me and strengthen me,
Would You ever allow any pain.
Yet even in those troubled times
You were faithful to abide.
I may have felt loneliness,
But You were always by my side.
You’re the Savior who met me on my knees.
You’re the Savior who suffered on His own.
And as Your Father sent You Simon and angels,
You send me what I need to carry on.

6-27-15
written by Gail Brookshire