I Was Here

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I use to be here.
It was so unsafe.
The voice, the face, the unsafe ways.
These streets were pathways
For souls walking by.
We were a part of those souls.
A part of this place.
But I was a visitor
Who did not know
I was just passing by.
This was my life.
And this life was me.
Yet God emphasizes
WAS!!
God came along and took my hand.
He said, “Someday you’ll understand.”
This was FOR you,
But not ABOUT you.
You are all about me and my will.
You’re journey came through here,
But now you must journey on.
There’s so much more for you to do.

8-19-2019 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Somewhere I once was.

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Yours, No Matter What!

Father God, Let me make it a point to first say, “Good early morning.” I love You and hope You’re blessed. Thank You for loving me. I’m sorry I have not been the testimony for you that I should.  I’ve been reading back over some former notes and journals…. my undying, unwavering love for You is not being expressed as it should lately. Instead a cloud with a never ending darkness hovering over my pen, my head, and even my totally devoted heart.

I was also taken back in thought today by remembering when I thought I didn’t deserve You and thought I was too tainted  for heaven, but I still cried out to You in love every day. Not because of me, but because of You. I told You time and time again that I was Yours even if You didn’t want me. That I understood if You didn’t, but that I still considered it Yours.

Many times when I thought today was surely the day when I would literally go insane, that this would be my breaking point, or would surely die, I would tell You to know that my heart, mind, body and soul was Yours, and always would be. Even if I went insane, to please see and hear my heart crying out to You, “I’m Yours!” I always will be. Even if You don’t want me, I love You! Please always hear that.

I pray that again now, Father. I have no idea what is going to happen from day to day. Will I lose my mind? My life? My health altogether? More than ever, I don’t know. And more than ever, I’m scared You’ll forget, or that I’ll say or do something I could never in my right mind do. But I know better than that.

I believe the majority of my problem are the medicines. No, I don’t care for the pain, the misery, and I do want to be mobile, functional, aware of my surroundings and behavior, so the side effects are the consequences. Seems there’s no simple or private solution. No peace.

Yet all I want my mind to focus on is You and the love of Your Son, my Savior Jesus Christ. What pain He suffered for me. He and the Holy Spirit both look out for me all day long, praying, guiding, whispering in my ear, and sending such comforting love like I’ve never known. May I ever endeavor to speak such words to You as You give to me. And no matter what happens, I love You! No matter what, I am Yours! I long to be home with You so much! Until Then! ❤

Until Then
-hymn lyrics by Stuart Hamblen

My heart can sing when I pause to remember
A heartache here is but a stepping stone
Along a trail that’s winding always upward,
This troubled world is not my final home.

Chorus
But until then my heart will go on singing,
Until then with joy I’ll carry on,
Until the day my eyes behold the city,
Until the day God calls me home.

The things of earth will dim and lose their value
If we recall they’re borrowed for awhile;
And things of earth that cause the heart to tremble,
Remembered there will only bring a smile.

Chorus
But until then my heart will go on singing,
Until then with joy I’ll carry on,
Until the day my eyes behold the city,
Until the day God calls me home.

This weary world with all its toil and struggle
May take its toll of misery and strife;
The soul of man is like a waiting falcon;
When it’s released, it’s destined for the skies.

Chorus
But until then my heart will go on singing,
Until then with joy I’ll carry on,
Until the day my eyes behold the city,
Until the day God calls me home.

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

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.

Sue BaileySue Bailey

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

Heard From The First Day!

“Then said he unto me, Fear not, Daniel:
for from the first day that thou didst set thine heart to understand,
and to chasten thyself before thy God,
thy words were heard,
and I am come for thy words.”
– Daniel 10:12 KJV

My God loves me! ❤
He has known my heart from the 1st day!! 😍
And has heard EVERY WORD! 🥰
He knows how to melt my heart… like no one else! 😭

How Deep the Father’s Love For Us

How deep the Father’s love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the man upon a cross
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom

How Deep the Father’s Love For Us
sung by Selah, lyrics written by Stuart Townend

Father. How deep Your love is for me. The words are so hard to find. I am so unworthy of You. I am blessed to be Your daughter. I am doubly blessed to call You Abba Father. Thank You for who You are, and for what You did through Your Son for me. Because You gave, I have received! I know what it’s like to long to have Your child home. I am so glad that Jesus is at Home with You now! And that I will be too! Soon and very soon! ❤