POPFU YOU

Pink and brown, you have sat down.
You play within my space.
Your hair is growing, your suntan glowing.
How red upon your face.
Click, click, click.Don’t forget tick.
You’re trying to win the game.
Pop one, pop two, pop lots for you.
High score will show your name.
A loss, a win, you win again.
Your wins are adding up.
You will be glad to get your badge
When you have won enough.

8-3-2005 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Irene playing Popfu

Isolated For Christ

Isolated for a cause,
I search for a way to survive.
It’s not so tragic to try.
Christ had to strive.
No friends, no lover,
I must answer on my own.
Still my heart cries,
“It’s not good for [woman] to be alone.”
Church family accompanies.
Christians uplift each other.
But they have their own families.
They do not need another.
Days are so long.
Nights are even longer.
Fond memories of laughter
Make it hard to be stronger.
I do want to walk my walk.
I do want to talk my talk.
I just wanted to share the path
Without provoking God’s wrath.

7-31-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

You Enlighten Me

So many stories… so many names…
Some difficult to pronounce right.
Your word is truly a lamp.
Already my darkness has light.
Instruction and encouragement,
Warnings to keep us in line.
You love us too much
To leave us behind.
Grace and mercy,
Your greetings share so much.
I am blessed to be a part of
Such heavenly love.
Thank You for opening my eyes
And for opening my ears.
I want to see and hear
All that keeps You near.
Praise You for who You are.
Praise You for Your Son.
Praise You for the Holy Spirit.
The three of You are One.

7-29-2005 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Jesus, Help Me to Know You Again!

Jesus, sometimes I feel like we’re strangers.
Sometimes I neglect You altogether.
I don’t want to ever be distant from You
I wait for the day we’re together forever.
You have suffered and sacrificed so much
Just because You love me.
Why would I ever throw that away?
I am glad You fight for me.
Draw me close to you.
Help me to know You again.
You will always be my Savior.
And I want to always be Your friend.

1-24-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire