No More Time To Waste

Lord, hymns like the one below (Have I Done My Best for Jesus? by E. D. Young ) make me ask how I even have the right to ask such honest questions, let alone sing the words. But it also compels me not to waste any more precious time that needs to be used for furthering Your kingdom and reaching out to Your children. You deserve ALL Your praise! And I don’t wish to waste one more breath with questions that YOU have not given me as You do when You give me poetry, words of encouragement for others, and this invaluable hymn You gave to E.D. Young.

Thank You for allowing me to learn it,
for every time You have brought it to mind,
and for allowing me to sing it TO and FOR You!

I love You, Father! ❤ I love You, Jesus! ❤ I love You, Holy Spirit! ❤

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I wonder have I done my best for Jesus,
Who died upon the cruel tree?
To think of His great sacrifice at Calvary!
I know my Lord expects the best from me.

The hours that I have wasted are so many
The hours I’ve spent for Christ so few;
Because of all my lack of love for Jesus,
I wonder if His heart is breaking too.

I wonder have I cared enough for others,
Or have I let them die alone?
I might have helped a wand’rer to the Savior,
The seed of precious Life I might have sown.

No longer will I stay within the valley
I’ll climb to mountain heights above;
The world is dying now for want of someone
To tell them of the Savior’s matchless love.

Chorus:
How many are the lost that I have lifted?
How many are the chained I’ve helped to free?
I wonder, have I done my best for Jesus,
When He has done so much for me?
– Have I Done My Best for Jesus? by E. D. Young –

The Compelling Love of God

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The love of God compels me
To keep hanging in,
Not to give up so easy,
And remember His own journey with agony.
He, too, walked a like of discomfort,
loss of loved ones and family.
He, too, knew the betrayal of church hurts,
And being accused of ungodliness.
The man born of a virgin,
To die for the sins of the world,
Is burdened for me,
And loves me in a way
I’ll never fully know.
But I know He loves me,
And that’s all I need to know.
The love of God compels me
To love.

11.10.19 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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Your Arms of Love

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How long this ocean line stretches.
It reaches to follow me.
From Your heart You reach out
To make sure I know You’re there.
Your waves playfully wave.
They roll forward to push me gently,
And then crash against me
To make their presence clearly known.
It’s You… sending messages of love…
To me… again and again.
I lay on the shore
With my heart smiling for joy.
No matter how far I go,
Or wherever I am,
You’re always in arms length…
Your arms holding me.
I love the way You love me!

11.17.19 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: The God of the universe! ❤

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An Honest and Surrendered Will

God, I am sitting here… reading Your word… praying… listening… thinking on (selah)… a message that I am trying to write for you and those who will read… a post to let them know if they do not hear from me, or I am slow to respond, or accidentally miss a message that I am healing from a new procedure done just yesterday. Yet even while trying to inform about this RFA (Radio-Frequency Ablation) done to my right side this time and will be done to my left side in 2 weeks, I want to make sure this stays about You.

Yes it is to inform my friends and community that I am in a great deal of pain, struggling to walk, to sit, to stand, and sometimes get on the computer, so please be patient with me with responding. The wall, my claw walker, my heat/ice wrap, my chair You blessed me with from the ladies in my bible study are dear friends to me right now as I need them to get through this. But in even in all this pain, Lord, I know You do nothing by accident. The hope of these procedures is to eliminate (or at least alleviate) back pain that goes into my legs, that is excruciating pretty quickly when standing for more than 5 or 10 minutes. To relieve nerves in the lumbar and sacrum area that are being encroached upon. They burned these nerves for two minutes. I can’t help but think of Your word.

Burning… for purification… tried in the fire.. to let patience have her perfect work… that I may be perfect and entire… wanting nothing.

“My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.” – James 1:2-4 AKJV

Are You burning my physical nerves to purify my spiritual nerves? Are You walking me through my fiery furnace to emphasize coming though without even the smell of smoke on them? I particularly thought of the latter because for several hours after the procedure because when I would use the bathroom I would smell something burnt, something hot, like burned wires or overheated electronics. It took me several hours to realize it was me.

I may have smelled smoke from the burning that took place for 2 minutes on my physical body, but it is my spirit that You emphasize You have walked with throughout my life, and have brought me through without even a smell of that past. Only through testimony to You does anyone ever know. And even though those details be horrific, filthy, violent, evil, and vile… through Your mercy, salvation, grace, rescue and reconciliation… through restoration it is all… only love! My love for you! Your love for me! Unconditionally! No matter what.

Even when my human mind goes through normal cycles of doubt, fear, shame, and guilt that has long been saturated with Your Son’s blood… You see, hear, and KNOW my love for You is unshakable, unwavering, and unconditional! Just the way You taught me! Through the very love You share with me.

So while I heal through another unfamiliarity, pray for relief from unwanted pain, and hope for healing even where they have used words like chronic, permanent, and nothing they can do… I KNOW YOU CAN! And while I know You can, I recognize Your Sovereignty, Your Authority, and Your Will. Just as Jesus asked You in the garden to remove His cup from Him if it were possible, I ask for all of the healing, restoration, and relief from pain that You will allow. And just like Jesus I leave my trust in Your hands because only You know the plans You have for me. Only You know who is witnessing my battle, my pain, my surrender to Your will for their own journey of faith.

Some may call me resigned, getting in the way of my own healing, lacking faith and thereby causing my own problems. But I know that is not the God You are. My sins are no match for Your blood and therefore I am forgiven. And surrendering even my health to Your will is not lacking faith, it is quite the opposite. I am not a hero or some kind of pain warrior. I cannot promise a testimony without tears, fears, depression, or the many things the world promises me from being Yours. I am after all still human, just as Jesus was while still in human flesh.

But I know that You promise my weakness makes Your strength perfect (2 Corinthians 12:9) , and that I can do all things in Christ who strengthens me (Philippians 4:13). You promise to be with me (Psalm 16:8). And that You do care about my pain (1 Peter 5:7). I know You do! I believe You. And that is a great part of my strength. It all comes down to You! The Father who saw His only begotten Son come to Him 3 different times to pray in agony, yet ALWAYS trusting in His Father’s will. Help me to always keep my mind on Your will, and my trust into Your hands (Isaiah 26:3). As the psalmist penned,

’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to take Him at His Word;
Just to rest upon His promise,
Just to know, “Thus saith the Lord!”

In Jesus’ name I pray and trust because He has left me an example like none other…
an honest and surrendered will to the Heavenly Father! ❤ Amen!

Your Love Is My Hedge

Lord, I miss so much… so many things I use to physically be able to do. Yet I am reminded I am who You have made me. You know better than me what one thing is connected to another. The world can mean well, especially about things that seem normal or even seem necessary, but for reasons You alone know (but sometimes graciously share) You have removed me from some things or removed some things from me that You deem crucial for my way of thinking. My world has been critical to my way of thinking for years, and at times as if all rolled into one. Just as You drew me out and set me apart to have relationship with me played the most valuable role in helping me to sort out the junk in my head (to even see it was there) from all different sources and voices, and my own flawed thinking… even now to crave or to miss anything allows You to draw me out and set my spirit aside for You and You alone.

If I missed out on something that means so much to me, especially because I believed You were in it, I know You have Your reasons and I am to trust You. My depression may linger heavy, but Your love lingers much heavier. Saturate me in everything about You. Your love is my hedgeI don’t know what You have planned for me to suffer or to celebrate, but as long as I am with You that is ALL that matters. Not all the battles I lose are losses in Your eyes. Sometimes I just need to see it through the way You view it.

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

Lead Me, Lord!

” Or despisest thou the riches of his goodness and forbearance and longsuffering;
not knowing that the goodness of God leadeth thee to repentance?”
– Romans 2:4 KJV

“Thus saith the Lord, thy Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel; I am the Lord thy God which teacheth thee to profit, which leadeth thee by the way that thou shouldest go.
– Isaiah 48:17 KJV

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
– Psalm 23:1-3 KJV

He Leadeth Me
– hymn lyrics by Joseph H. Gilmore

He leadeth me, O blessed thought!
O words with heav’nly comfort fraught!
Whate’er I do, where’er I be
Still ’tis God’s hand that leadeth me.

Refrain:
He leadeth me, He leadeth me,
By His own hand He leadeth me;
His faithful foll’wer I would be,
For by His hand He leadeth me.

Sometimes ’mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden’s bowers bloom,
By waters still, o’er troubled sea,
Still ’tis His hand that leadeth me.

Lord, I would place my hand in Thine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine;
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since ’tis my God that leadeth me.

And when my task on earth is done,
When by Thy grace the vict’ry’s won,
E’en death’s cold wave I will not flee,
Since God through Jordan leadeth me.