Modern Christian Motherhood

Drowning in an ungodly world,
I struggle to keep my head up.
With the daily dose of bills, pains, and trials,
I find them overflowing from my cup.
Kids, school, work, and rules
seem to demand their own regulations.
With so much to be responsible for,
it feels like there’s no time for salvation.
Yet what is any of it without God
when without God there is no life?
How do I keep up His will each day
and survive each daily strife?
Modern Christian Motherhood

4-15-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Leadership Needs Prayer

Lord, we are a team that serves
this company, each other, and You.
We have so many troubles going on.
It’s hard to know what to do.
Our boss is not a boss who leads,
nor one who serves his employees.
Instead, he is a boss that follows
and then betrays for what he needs.
We try our best to honor him
in the duties that he asks,
but nothing seems to satisfy.
He just loves to give the task.
And yet he is a person, too,
who seeks to serve his Lord.
Jesus died for this soul
who seeks You in Your word.
Leadership is a responsibility,
You, Oh Lord, know so well.
Guide him with Your Holy hand.
Let the truth be soon unveiled.
Keep Your hand over all of us.
Help him remember we all have lives.
Thank You, that You have been watching
with Your faithful and Holy eyes.

12-13-01 Written by Gail Brookshire

(by the grace of God)

Hold Onto Me, Lord

I struggle God and only you can hear.
Only you care when I shed a tear.
Yet even then, you urge I prevail.
You must insist I cannot fail.
Yet when a failure I feel I must be,
You send an angel to comfort me.
Day after day escapes my life,
Yet you seem to enjoy my strife.
Just when the load is heaviest to bear,
I find you have taken what’s no longer there.
Hold onto me, Lord, as I’m so weak.
You are the only one who knows I seek.

6-12-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

God’s Disabled Pen

My pen… it’s disabled.
It has ink.
It is in a capable hand,
and is in the hand of a writer…
a good writer, a gifted writer, God’s writer,
and yet it cannot write.
This writer has words, profound words,
to express,
a flood of thoughts that are drowning me out,
but I seem to have a gate or wall
blocking the flow of my pen.
Does it matter to anyone that I can’t?
Does anyone really want to read it?
Does anyone really need to read it?
Does it really need to be written?
My soul is crying, “Yes, please, I can’t breathe!”
I need to get these things out,
yet no one but me and God knows what they are.
Does God care if I get them out or not?
I think He does or else He would not speak them to me.
God, help me to do with these words and thoughts
as You want me to do,
that I might serve You
and give You all the glory.
Praise You for the word.

4-11-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Evil Appetite

Let me clarify before you read this poem below that I am no longer like this. I really struggled to still save and post this poem as I am trusting God in leading me in which poems to save and delete. I just don’t like it any more. But for that one who may be struggling in the same way, I testify to you that God does answer prayer, the Holy Spirit is more powerful than our deepest lusts, and far more comforting than any physical feeling there ever has been, is now, or ever will be… without having to defile yourself, give yourself away, or to think so low of yourself. I post this for you because God wants you to know that He hasn’t given up on you. He knows the struggle we have in this flesh. Even if this is the millionth time you have failed, or still fight so hard to stay pure (or to even understand the importance of purity), God knows you love Him. Keep praying! Keep trying! Trust Him to know where you are and what you’ve done (even if it was an hour ago), and trust Him to still want you! He will save! He can! The Holy Spirit will give you the best relationship you have ever had in Christ. And that does not necessarily mean that you will not be married to the right one some day! But Christ is always the right one… NO MATTER WHAT!
❤ ❤ Thank You, God for answered prayer ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ Thank you, Holy Spirit, for consuming me! ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ Keep consuming! ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ Thank you, Jesus, for loving me… ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ like no one ever has or ever could! ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ Thank you for 15 years of purity. ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ I use to pray for even one! ❤ ❤

Appetite… now that’s the word I’ve been looking for
to describe the desires that are so inviting.
It’s not sin, lust, but an appetite
that I have been resisting and fighting.
There are so many things that remind me
of pleasures that have left a luxurious flavor.
It begins with a small craving just to taste
then consumes me with an appetite to savor.
I drink in all that I can
of whatever morsel I am lucky to receive.
The things I am willing to indulge in,
you just would not believe.
Help me, Lord, as these things are evil
and their demons can so easily possess.
Help me to steer clear and be strong,
as I find no one to whom I can confess.
You know my every thought
and are the strength I rely on.
Replace in me the Holy Spirit
and make this evil appetite be gone.

6-16-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Defeated At Times

Defeated at times by the stress of life,
I wonder if I can really be saved.
Then I remember I already have been
and wonder why I have so easily caved.
Your power seems so nonexistent
to the never ending reality of this place,
yet it is the only thing that gets me through
and expresses your loving grace,
People seem so insensitive and demanding
and some are weak and greedy,
yet I too am a part of this rat race
and am surely so feeble and needy.
I lay upon this bed so late
praying for the rest I need in sleep,
praying also that I’ll see Your tender heart
in my dreams I gratefully keep.

6-7-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Calling on You, Lord

God, I call your name
filled with guilt and blame.
I ask to be drawn near
to let me feel you here.
I seek to know your peace.
I yearn for your sweet release.
My soul needs your protection.
To you I surrender subjection.
Searching to know all of you,
I ask that you search for me too.
Thank you for being by my side.
You know how hard I’ve tried.

2-10-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

I’m a Package

I’m a writer with a story begging to speak.
I’m a person who is afraid to be weak.
I’m a graduate who is ready to excel.
I’m a single mom who is afraid to fail.
I’m a Christian who seeks to serve my God.
I’m a human who is trodding on earthly sod.
I’m an employee giving what I can and will.
I’m a worker seeking so hard to pay a bill.
I’m a dreamer believing in faith and hope.
I’m a realist using logic to live and cope.
I’m a writer with a message to try and explain.
I’m a person who feels I have nothing to gain.

6-10-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
I wrote this several years ago, just after graduating with my A.A. and my B.A.
I went from having good jobs and good pay before getting my degrees to all of sudden being over-educated and overqualified, going through 9 temp jobs before finally getting a job at Wal-Mart. I worked with several people who had a Master’s degree or other degrees but had also been told they were over-educated and overqualified. That’s the way it is in our area. It was very exhausting and discouraging.

My Love Will Never End

God touched a little girl broken and abandoned
and said, “I’ll be your friend.”
He drew her into His arms and loved her,
and promised He would to the end.
As she grew, she lived on His word,
never able to forget.
Whenever she made a mistake that hurt Him,
she would soon regret.
Tormented by guilt and shame of her choices,
she grew away more each day.
Her Lord came in patient mercy and asked,
“Why do you push me away?”
With tear filled eyes, she looked into His
and simply replied,
“You said you would love me to the end,
but one day I will die.”
With concern He looked at her and reassured,
“But that will keep us together.”
“Yes,” she said, “If I had no sin in my life.
But only Heaven and Hell are forever.
You said you would love me to the end
and that I have believed.
But I am filled with sorrow to know
at my death You must leave.”
Touched by the misunderstanding
of the heart He knew He could mend,
God lovingly responded, “Then let me rephrase that,
my love for you will never end.”

12-10-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Thy Will Be Done

Day by day, I await for Your healing upon my soul.
Daily I am tormented by the consequences of my sin.
I can accept the responsibility of admitting I did,
but my soul is endangered by the guilt and shame within.
I long so desperately to repent of whatever I have withheld.
I yearn to give You the complete control you demand.
So often I cry unto You, “Please forgive me and heal me!”
And wait for You to love, comfort, and take my hand.
If I am missing something that says You have,
I pray the Holy Spirit would open my eyes and heart.
If Satan still holds any power, I lean on Your promises
to release his hold and make the pain and shame depart.
How can I live for You, witness for You,
when all I ever feel is I am a waste of Your precious time?
Do You not feel I need to be confident in You,
and those who witness my walk see the peace of mind?
In desperation, I cling to You, Your arms to shelter me.
I want only to grow stronger in You and Your Son.
I praise You for allowing me to be honest with You,
and praise You for the faith of knowing Thy Will Be Done.

12-10-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Forgiveness Is A Real Comfort

Sin is real. It’s so real, it’s scary.
It’s scary how it has so much control.
It’s scary how it has a grip on me.
It’s scary that I seem to have a grip on sin.
Whether it’s lying, stealing, or coveting
sin is something that God hates.
And for that reason alone, I know that hell is real.
Eternal condemnation is real.
The reality of it’s existence is scary.
It’s so scary to know it wants me.
It’s so scary to know it waits for me to fail.
How scary to know that Satan can make evil
such a pleasurably and comforting feeling.
It’s scary to know that he smiles in the dark
to know he has yet lured me again.
Forgiveness is so real. It’s a comforting thing.
It too waits for me and smiles,
but thank God because it’s a part of Christ’s love.
It’s so comforting to know it embraces me.
It’s so comforting to know it rescues me.
It’s so comforting to know it cleanses me.
And most of all, it comforts me to know
it strengthens me and makes it possible to resist sin.
Forgiveness makes me a new person.
And that is a real comfort.

7-4-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

God Holds My Family

I have family that I love so much.
God gave me the greatest of all.
I cherish every moment we share.
You never know when death will call.
As our hearts break and eyes cry,
we find only one comfort can assure.
God holds our family in His arms.
They’ll always be loved and secure.
They wait for the rest of us
and look over us while they wait.
When God has Gabriel blow that trumpet,
I’m running to the gate.
What a blessing to know I’ll see them
and exciting to know God will hold us all.
God, thank you, for holding my family.
I look forward to the day you call.

7-10-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

I Read

I read.
I read for comfort, for entertainment, for pleasure.
I read to learn, to grow, to discover,
and I read to absorb the art of God’s treasure.
The written word is such a drug for me.
There is so much to read.
This is not just a way to pass time.
This is a genuine need.
There are times reading needs a break.
To find the time to read is the true conflict.
I pray for the moment to come
and praise my Lord when I finally have it.
Now there are times I avoid reading
because I want to reject the world in every way,
but sooner or later I am drawn in by the word
and just have to know what the writer has to say.
I read.
I read because I have a need to read.
Writers, please continue to supply my joy.
God, thank you, for this artistic breed.

6-21-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

A Single Christian Mom

A Christian mother and a single mother,
that’s what I am,
though I know that was not a part of
God’s original plan.
He had greater ideas for my son and I
before I made a mistake,
yet I know He still cares for us
and will mold us for His sake.
Each day is hard as a single Christian mom,
but each day belongs to Him,
so I will lift my praise each day
and find comfort in His hymn.

4-14-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)