Extra! Extra!

Extra! Extra! Read all about it!
My God loves me and I’m gonna shout it!
He loves me! He loves me! He tells me so!
He sent me a love letter to let me know!
He wrote in a book and wrote it in red.
He’s not ashamed. He wants it said.
In large print, He writes I am His.
He says, “I want you to understand this!
I love you and want you to know you’re mine.
And I’m willing to sign that on the bottom line.
Now get up and go, and share what I’ve given.
So many I love need to know they’re forgiven.
Share the love and share the letter.
Let them know things will get better.”
Extra! Extra! Read all about it!
God loves you! Don’t you ever doubt it!

8-29-2019 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Extra Hours With You

Extra hours and the pen keeps pouring,
This is too important to be ignoring.
A message from You is just what I need.
I want to be careful to heed.
My listening ears opens my mind.
This message is one of a kind.
Though told me often and very familiar,
I cherish all that is similar.
A love note from my True Love
Sent from our heavenly home above.
Treasured I am by my Savior.
In Him, I have found favor.
Held in the arms of His heart,
Soon we will never again be apart.
Thank You for taking the time
To reassure my troubled mind.
Extra hours spent just being with You.
There’s nothing I’d rather do.

8-29-2019 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

A Safe Embrace

Here I lean, Lord, in Your safe embrace
Wondering why I must leave Your loving presence
When all I want to do is stay… and stay safe.
Life calls us away, but at Your bidding.
You draw us out to this waiting challenge
That will bring us ever closer to You,
As it teaches us strength only hardship can bring.
I never desire to leave Your side,
But You show a deeper part of Your heart
Each time that You welcome me home.
Just when I think Your love is the strongest,
I find that You are stronger than I can imagine.
Thank You for being a love that is good.
I am so grateful for it.
I long for the day when I’ll never leave again.

8-29-2019 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Your Illustrated Day

So pleasantly and lovely you are to see,
Even among the creatures of the sea.
Your soft colors and variety of shades
Make it exciting to see all You’ve made.
What creation at the Creator’s hand
In the oceans, in the rivers, throughout the land.
How delightful to see You here and there.
In every little critter living everywhere.
The sun is setting on Your illustrated day.
Thank You for letting me walk a little of the way.

8-29-2019 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Glorious Day

Oh glorious day bringing the morning,
Along with joy for those who’ve been mourning,
How welcome you are to troubled hearts
Who need the hope of a brand new start.
Your shining rays of morning light
Shoo away the long cold night,
And warm the soul that needs to know,
“God is with you and loves you so.”
The beautiful hues of your sunrise brings
A song to the little bird and he sings.
His tune lifts my spirit upon his wings.
I’m so delighted to hear it. Hope eternal springs.
Thank you for visiting and coming this way.
It’s a great time to praise and pray.

8-28-2019 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

A Literary Jungle

Fickle, freckle, feign, and fawn.
How much longer will this nonsense go on?
Tickle, tackle, tame, and tong.
It’s went on way too long.
Shake, smack, slap, and smite.
I seek His strength to even fight.
Quake, quiver, qualm, and quiet.
It’s hold my pen or let it write.
Mangled, mixed, marled, and marred.
He knows what it’s like to be scarred.
Blare, blast, bash, and bombard.
It’s no wonder, I rely on my guard.
Useless, ugly, unwelcome, and unknown.
For so long I walked this road alone.
Equipped, eclipsed, elated, and empowered.
He walks with me all the way home.
Lit, lodged, laved, and lined.
A little too known to speak my mind.
Caged, cornered, coined, and chimed.
I’m grateful for a Savior’s love so kind.

8-22-2019 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Reconciled By Love

From the moment You found me
And introduce me to Your love,
I have been a child of the King
And bound for my home above.
In mercy You reached down to me,
In the depth of my ugly sin.
You opened Your precious vein
And let Your cleansing blood pour in.
Rescued by my Savior,
I find in Your eyes.
You teach me to do good,
And evil to despise.
For by Your death,
We were reconciled.
We were made Holy.
There is no more guile.
For it was life, Your resurrected life
That gave me a choice.
I gladly accept
And lift up my voice.
“Yours! I’m Yours!
And You are mine!
Thank You for being
So loving and kind!”

8-20-2019 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Savior Jesus Christ! ❤

Drop By Drop

Drop by drop
The ink becomes a word.
A listening ear longs to hear.
The voice makes it heard.
Turn a page.
Lift the pen.
The lonesome heart
Longs to hear again.
There is a book
That never ends,
Because when you finish,
You rebegin.
The soul is filled
With peace within.
This is what happens
When Christ comes in.
Memorize a proverb.
Reread a psalm.
Find such love
In the book of John.
Drop by drop,
His blood was shed.
His message of love
Was written in red.
Pick up the book.
Turn a page or two.
His dying message
Was written for you.

8-19-2019 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

I Was Here

I use to be here.
It was so unsafe.
The voice, the face, the unsafe ways.
These streets were pathways
For souls walking by.
We were a part of those souls.
A part of this place.
But I was a visitor
Who did not know
I was just passing by.
This was my life.
And this life was me.
Yet God emphasizes
WAS!!
God came along and took my hand.
He said, “Someday you’ll understand.”
This was FOR you,
But not ABOUT you.
You are all about me and my will.
You’re journey came through here,
But now you must journey on.
There’s so much more for you to do.

8-19-2019 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Somewhere I once was.

A Cooling Off

The windows are open.
The sun is shining bright.
Yet the dark clouds
Are just as present
And dropping the rain
Very strong upon the earth.
They are both standing their positions.
The rain pours down the windshield
And windows that are closed.
It’s enough to blur the view.
The world is not as clear.
The breeze caresses the flowers,
Yet is unfelt by the skin.
A cooling off for earth.

8-19-2019 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: God and His wonderful ways. 🙂

Dead, But Still Standing

Dead, but still standing.
Barren of life.
Tall among the living.
Branches among branches.
So many little turns.
Yet every one of them
Absent of life.
No color, no leaves.
No sign of life.
Buried among the living,
But still present with them.
Invisible to the world,
Yet the skyline reveals
You are still there.

8-19-2019 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: The tree standing so tall in front of me so barren, yet it’s not fall for another month. It stands tall among so many trees filled with leaves and life, and among so many spruces.

Another Presence Enters In

Ahem! Ahem! Can you hear?
I sense your game of doubt and fear.
You start the same, assuming I play.
You’re not concerned with what I have to say.
But ready or not, I become aware.
I have no pity left to spare.
You set me up to take a fall,
Then trip my feet to hear me call.
You want me crying out for you,
And want to be my hero too.
But another Presence has entered in.
He says this madness has to end.
This passing a life back and forth,
Only to throw remains on the floor
Is going to stop this very minute!
Only I can see the value in it.
Step away and let her be!
She belongs solely to Me!

8-15-2019 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

No Longer Abandoned

My mind, my memory, my ability to speak.
It’s all starting to abandon me.
The letter, the notes, the wasted pen
All throw away the writer again.
Clarity, logic, the reasonable voice
All declare their cruel choice.
The people, the person, the one who knows
Wave as they say, “This is how it goes.”
Same old story. Same old line.
I dare to believe every time.
Yet there is no friend
Or ear to lend
To the inhumane
Who drives insane.
All this hope to make amends
When every soul only pretends.
I hear a voice speaking for me,
But am suddenly pinned by the enemy.
They all want to drive away
Anyone who wants to stay.
But their lack of presence welcomes His.
He says, “Enough of this!”
Your game is over and I have won!
No longer will she be abandoned!

8-15-2019 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

No Throwaways!

“No throwaways!” You assure me.
“I throw nothing of Mine away.
You are a treasured gift for Myself.
Do you have any idea what you mean to Me?
Block out what the world has told you.
Block out the doubt, little faith, and unbelief.
Hear Me, and only Me.
You are My precious child, My dear friend,
My daughter, and My beloved.
My bride that I wait so patiently for
Because she’s well worth the wait.
Never will you be tortured with mind games from Me.
I am NOT the father of confusion.
I am your Counselor, Wonderful, Faithful, and True.
I am known by Mine, and Mine know Me.
I look forward to loving you every new day.
I love you more and more.
No throwaways! You’re for keeps!”

7-25-2019 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Arms of Love

Bound by the Arms of Love,
My insecurities secure.
Those Arms of Love comfort me,
And help me to endure.
Wrapped in the Arms of God’s Love,
I long to linger with Him.
When it’s hard to face my realities,
He says, “We’ll deal with them.”
The Arms of Love embrace me,
And strengthen me when I’m weak.
I find my voice in the Arms of Love,
And find the courage to speak.
“Oh, Arms of Love, how grateful I am
That You would lift and hold me.
Being in Your Arms of Love
Has been the character to mold me.
Laying my head to rest in Your Arms of Love
Brings peace deep within.
I love being in Your Arms of Love
Again and again and again!”

7-27-2019 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire