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

Praying For Friends

Praying for friends…
Such a much needed task!
Yet what a joy
And a privilege to ask
God to protect and provide
For dear friends,
Knowing God’s blessings
Never come to an end!
Praise to a Savior,
A King in charge.
Nothing is too little,
Nothing too large.
God is beautiful
To provide such souls,
Then comforts with prayers,
Knowing He is in control.

5-20-11
Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

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

Our Long Journey

What a long journey of mercy
You have walked me through.
What a long journey of grace
to have been blessed with You.
So many memories flood in,
I am overwhelmed with words.
You have seen me through
so many misery and hurts.
Yet nothing on my journeying
has compared to learning of You,
and Your wondrous love
shown in everything You do.
Those memories are Yours and mine.
Those treasures are all ours.
You have poured out Your blessings.
I’ve loved bathing in the showers.

2012
written by Gail Brookshire

God Loves You!

God has such an important message
Only He can get it through.
Don’t ignore Him when He speaks.
Listen to Him say, “I love you.”
Only you can love Him back.
Victory is your choice.
Eternal life and love are precious,
So listen for His voice.
You are His precious child.
Only you can make Him smile.
Under His wings of love all the while.

7-9-15
written by Gail Brookshire
PS. God Loves You!

Besetting Foe (My Ugly Enemy)

You disgust me. I detest you.
The way you come at me
as if I want you.
The way you pursue me
as if I desire you.
The way you persist
as if I cannot resist.
You charge at me
from every possible source.
You think you will conquer me
with force.
But you are my enemy,
my foe I abhor.
I cannot tolerate you.
You are a foul odor!
You think I lust for you.
You think you tempt me.
But my God has empowered me
to rebuke you.
He has aligned Himself with me
and fights for me.
Your tactics to invade my dreams
only inflame my rage.
You have no attraction over me.
You are ugly and contempt.
Throw all of the junk of the world at me
as much as you want.
God is the only one I care to think on.
Trash my environment.
Trash my view.
But my soul is His
and always will be.
Temptation….
that’s what they call you.
But you are not tempting to me.
Just as you tempted my Savior,
you vie for me.
But with His strength,
I too will cling to God’s word.
Get thee behind me!
The cross is before me
every step of the way!

8-3-15
written by Gail Brookshire

Unplugging Your Pen

I can’t do it, LORD.
I just can’t stop writing.
It’s like plugging my ears to You.
You are far too exciting!
You share Your secrets
And bless me with insight.
You help me bless others
And shine Your light.
Your words pour down
Like rain on my soul,
Sometimes rushing
Like waves that roll.
How dare I miss
One single Word.
How dare I not share
What I have heard.
Your words give life.
They’re what I breathe.
Without their presence,
My soul doth seethe.
Though doubts can challenge
My obedience to You,
I must write
And share more of You!

7-22-15
written by Gail Brookshire