Shade of Hope

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Tick, tock, tick.
The clock ticks on.
Any minute
My sleep will be gone.
Ray by ray,
The sun brings the day.
It comes to take
My rest away.
Hour by hour,
Minute by minute.
My day won’t have time
For a nap in it.
Shade by shade,
The shadow of the night,
Brings me hope
That I’ll be out like a light.

12.30.19 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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Your Word Awaits Me

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Your letter awaits me
And my weary eyes
To freshen and renew
My troubled mind.
Your wisdom awaits me
And comes with discretion.
Your knowledge and discernment
Will teach me a lesson.
Your warning awaits me
To lovingly plead,
“When the Spirit whispers,
Please be sure to heed.”
Your comfort awaits me
To strengthen and cheer.
Your prayers and parables
Are so dear.
Your authority awaits me
To teach me to quickly obey.
You want to protect me,
And by leading all the way.
Your heaven awaits me
With what You’ve prepared.
I await the day
When I’m finally there.

12.30.19 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Your Love Letter (The Holy Bible)

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There Is A Child

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There was a God and there was a girl.
He protected her from so much of her world.
It would take a lot of time for her to realize
With all she experienced with her innocent eyes.
For so long, all she knew was terror and fear.
Death, filth, and violence were always near.
But then her soul had opened to Christ,
And He would lead her the rest of her life.
When the time came to take a look back,
She would see God’s presence she never lacked.
She saw she was protected from so much
By a God who gave her so much love.
She was learning how to love Him too,
And praise Him with all His glory due.
There is a God and there is a child.
A woman learned she was His all the while.

12.20.19 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: God’s Love! God…

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The Gift of Forgetting

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The gift of forgetting.
Only You could provide such mercy.
Such grace.
Such love.
Only You could understand
The kindness of that gift.
Only You could understand the contents
And the package
Holding on
Until that sweet release of
“NO MORE.”
Thank You for the many gifts
You save me from,
Release me from,
Protect me from,
Including myself,
Especially myself.
Thank You for renewing my mind…
Daily.
Thank You for hiding You
In my heart.
No matter what comes or goes,
I have given myself to You forever!
I’m Yours!

12-20-19 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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God Has Made My Form

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Creep by creep, crawl by crawl.
The earth is such a trek.
Craggy rocks and thorny bushes
Threaten to make me wreck.
Danger appears, sounds terrify.
I hide within my shell.
I’m just a sluggish sea turtle.
I do not fight too well.
Alas the water, my safety net.
I swim within the depth.
A whole other world to battle
With every creature met.
Yet there is a blessed gift
I still have on my side.
God has made my form.
In His hand I do abide.

12.17.19 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: my Sea adult coloring book

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So Much Need For Help

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There’s a little boy
Sleeping on his cardboard.
He’s dreaming of things
He’s never had before.
There’s a little girl
Cuddled with her mother.
They’re shivering in the car
With no help from another.
There’s an old man with a beard
Sleeping in his tent,
He’s forgotten how long it’s been
Since he couldn’t pay the rent.
There’s a family under the bridge
Who are close to losing hope.
They’re clinging to their faith,
As they struggle just to cope.
You and I have so much
We can share with someone else.
Listen for God’s whispers
Where you can give some help.

12.8.19 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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We Have Yet To Understand

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Christmas falls like snow in the air
On a sunny and warm day.
Things are as expected,
God will have His way.
He needs no permission of the calendar,
Nor direction from the sun.
He knows how to do mysterious wonders.
He smiles for the fun.
The air turns cold as night arrives,
And He blankets the earth with snow.
He loves the delight in the child’s eye.
He creates a tender glow.
We recognize Your power, Lord.
Our seasons are in Your hand.
For everything we think we know,
We have yet to understand.

12.17.19 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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