Cleanse My Unfaithful Pen

Do I still have Your permission?
Do I still have Your blessing?
Do I still have Your gift?
Even after all the misuse?
Even after all the waste?
I am sorry for anything I have ever
Written outside of Your will.
I am so sorry for writing
Anything that would disgrace Your name.
I am sorry for marring Your testimony.
You are so pure, so Holy, so righteous.
I am sorry for not always being
What You ask and expect of me.
I pray for Your mercy and grace.
I pray that You would cleanse me
And my unfaithful pen.
If You will allow me
To share of You,
To share for You,
And to share with You,
I would be honored and blessed.
Not because I am special,
But because Your mercy
Would once again testify
Of what a loving and forgiving God You are.

8-26-2005 Friday
Written By Gail Brookshire

I Love You, Jesus Christ!

I love You.
I love You with everything in me.
I love making You happy,
And pleasing You always.
I want to praise You,
And serve You all of my days.
Hear my heart’s cry,
“I love You, Jesus Christ!”
I never want to leave You.
Stay by my side.
I love You, my Savior.
My soul is eternally Yours.
I’ve loved You every since
You knocked on my heart’s door.
Thank You for making me
A part of Your life.
Thank You for being
A part of mine.
Walk with me always.
Guide my every steps.
Keep remind me
Why You wept.

8-23-2005 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Freaking Out On God

God, I’m freaking out.
I have so many things that stress me out.
I just freak.
Is it ok to freak out?
Is freaking out biblical?
Is it offensive to You?
What do we do when we freak?
What do we do when we come to You,
Pray, trust, read, trust,
And still freak out.?
Are we really trusting to begin with?
Is it possible to freak out
while trusting You at the same time?
I pray it is not wrong.
I pray You would be my calm.
Calm my storm in me.
Help me to be still and know
That You are God.
Help my heart not be troubled.
Help me to fix my mind on Thee.
And I will praise You
For redirecting my mind
That I might not freak out on You.

8-23-2005 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

See You In My Dreams, Jesus!

Jesus, I am going to lay myself down to sleep.
I am going to pray to see You there.
We are told You talk to us in our dreams.
I pray that my heart, mind, soul, and dreams
Would be open to Your precious and Holy presence.
Speak to me with Your perfect message.
Make clear Your message to me.
Take all that evil that has been allowed
To visit or homestead in my mind,
And bathe me with Your Holy thoughts.
Create in me a new heart… and mind.
Take all that does not belong
And replace it with nothing but…
YOU… YOU… YOU!
I love You and look forward
To spend quality time together…
In EVERY way possible.
In Your Holy Name… Amen.

8-21-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Missing Footprints

Why do I bother to tell anyone I ail?
It only adds to the list of “I fail.”
I fail to convey my sincerity of pain,
And I fail to pass the test “sane.”
If no one is going to believe me,
And my body will only deceive me,
How will I ever recover
From what we fail to discover?
What a puzzle. What a task.
Why do I bother to ask?
Day by day I will tarry,
Taking whatever burden I must carry.
I will do what I can do while I can,
And rest when I can no longer stand.
My Savior will then show me the hint,
“Notice any missing footprints?”

8-21-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Dreaming My Life Awake

Dreams… oh someone please talk to me about dreams.
I am so scared of mine!
I have so many.
Many do not make sense.
Many do not come twice.
And many won’t go away.
Why won’t they go away,
Or at least explain explain themselves.
I don’t want to stop dreaming
Because some dreams comfort me.
To have the good.
I must see the bad.
At least I forget some…
So easily.
I am so sad
When I can’t escape others.
Please help me.
I know that God talks to us in dreams.
My head is so filled with evil
That I am uncertain when
It is him or my subconscious.
I want to erase the nightmares,
But not if it means giving up
His sacred message.
I love Him too much to miss Him.
Time to go.
I have to wake up.

8-21-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Longing to Walk

Sweet Jesus, I long…
To love…
To serve…
To be.
I want so much…
To give You
All of
Me.
As children long to play,
So I
Long
To play.
I want to be obedient…
And still
Make You
happy
Each day.
Walk with me…
As I search
To walk
Your path.
I pray Your mercy
And grace…
Would deter
Your wrath.

8-21-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire