A Gift of Time

No greater gift can someone give
Than the gift of their time…
Their presence…
To talk…
Or just to be there.
What love You give us…
That You want from us!
Of course the greatest gift
Of life on the cross
Is still the greatest gift ever given
By our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Talk about a gift of time…
Presence…
And just being there.

5-23-2017 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Strength to Be Weak

Lord, please forgive me…
For selfishly asking for my life…
When it is Yours…
Given to the One who gave His to me.
Please forgive me…
For trying to usurp Your authority
When I plead to have my life ended
Before You have accomplished with it
What You want from it.
Even if it is only to be obedient.
Help me to do whatever it is You ask..
Whether to be strong
Or to have the strength to be weak.
In Jesus‘ Name, Amen!

5-18-2017 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Emphasized Treasure

Lord, today You have emphasized treasure
That You are…
That You share…
That You hide…
That You openly display…
And that You so lovingly want for us.
Help me to see,
To find,
To enjoy,
To appreciate,
To thank You for,
To share,
And to treasure
You and ALL of Your treasures.
You tell us there is richness
In full assurance of understanding.
May I grow more and more
Every day in understanding
And wisdom and knowledge,
That I may know,
And know I know!
I love You, Lord!

5-23-2017 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Isaiah 33:6
“And wisdom and knowledge shall be
the stability of thy times, and strength of salvation:
the fear of the Lord is his treasure.”

NO ONE

No one speaks to me like You do.
No one listens to me like You do.
No one holds me like You do.
No one touches me like You do.
No one loves me like You do.
No one spends the time like You do.
No one makes me smile like You do.
No one makes me hope like You do.
No one lifts my spirit like You do.
No one gives salvation like You do…
FOR EVERYONE!!
No one!! No one ever will!!

5-5-2017 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
I love You, Lord!

The Light of His Darkness

God’s perfect timing is meant to encourage us…
As much as it is to show us how lovely God is…
To seek us in our darkness…
To sit with us in our darkness…
And to shine a Light through our darkness.
How peaceful it is when that Light is the darkness…
Manifested as His glory…
And Love for us.
I am not so afraid of the dark…
Nor distressed by sudden fear…
When He is the darkness…
Because I know it is only to become…
The Light in my heart that never leaves.
May you know that Light…
And embrace His darkness.
He loves just being there with you.
Darkness could never keep Him away.

5-7-2017 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Life is a Journey: Not a Destination Color Journal

Wordless Roaming Pen

If I let my pen roam the pages,
And pause a time or two,
What would occur?
What would ensue?
Would it be a line, a poem,
A story… long or short?
Would it be a romantic love ballad,
Or a quick retort?
What if the pen and ink
Flowed and flowed,
But the needed words
Just did not show?
What if the pen and ink
Were scarcely there?
Would the missing words
Find anyone to care?
What if the pen, the ink, and even the words
Were at a loss?
Would my sanity
Be the cost?
What if this rambling
That you now are reading
Were attention getters
Who were very misleading?
What if the ink
That flows without
Were whispering words
Trying to shout?
One more line
And I’ll rest the pen.
Is this the beginning
Disguised in the end?

6-9-2017 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Life is a Journey: Not a Destination Color Journal

I FEAR

Lord, I carry so much fear.
I love and trust You,
But I fear my actions fail to say so.
I fear my testimony fails You…
Taints You…
Draws You unjust bias…
Undeserved blame.
I fear I disappoint You,
And I fear I discourage others.
I fear I ruin communications…
With me and You…
With others…
Sometimes even myself.
I fear being at the mercy of others,
Especially those who are cruel,
And those who cruelly laugh at me,
Laugh at my pain.
I fear that I hurt others.
I fear being forgotten.
I fear failing to leave the testimony
That You expect of me,
Hope of me…
For You.
I fear.

10-28-2017
Written by Gail Brookshire