Behind the Wire

Struggling behind the wire, I pray.
I ask You to help and lead the way.
The glasses are on, with one free.
I try to resist closing my eyes to see.
I hear the voice saying, “Can you try?”
I hear the other voice say, “Why?”
Water rushes through my ears.
The sound is too loud to hear.
Did we go where You wanted to?
Have we started or are You through?

1-25-2019 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

How I’m So Grateful

How many seeds. How many flowers.
I’m grateful for all the hours.
How many days. How many weeks.
I’m grateful that You speak.
How many months. How many years.
I’m grateful for all the tears.
How many notes. How many doors.
I’m grateful for the ones who are Yours.
How many reasons. How many whys.
I’m so grateful to know I will fly.

1-25-2019 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Rising In Joyful Song

Following You, I yearn to see
Whatever it is You yearn to see before me.
Following close I hear Your smile.
I enjoy every blessed mile.
Continuing on we walk the way,
You tell me You have something to say.
You love my heart with You in it.
You’ve enjoyed every minute,
But now You’ve come to take me home.
We start to rise in joyful song.

1-25-2019 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Persistent War

Grip this. Grip that.
Grip away, and that is that.
Closed hand. Closed fist.
God is finally closing this.
Driven nails. Driven pain.
You will not drive me insane.
Closed eyes. Closed lids.
God has had enough of this.
Persistent pain. Persistent pressure.
God’s persistent love I treasure.
Remember this. Remember that.
God remembers every spat.
Forgetting now. Forgetting then.
God chooses to forget sin.
Given birth. Given mirth.
Through God given worth.

1-22-2019 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Unlocking My World

Locked in a world
That shuts You out…
Tries to scare me
And make me doubt.
I get so agitated
Or simply depressed.
I start to fear
You will love me less.
Yet You assure me
That’s just more lies.
Your love for me
NEVER DIES.
Holding the key,
You unlock my world,
And boldly proclaim,
“This is MY girl!”

1.21.2019 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

You Know I Am Her

Serving You is my desire.
Loving You is my pleasure.
Just to know You
Is life’s greatest treasure.
You think so much
Of Your darling child,
Regardless of how much
She can be wild.
You tell her of
Your endless love,
And her home awaiting
With You above.
You know I am her,
And she is me.
You have come
To set us free.

1.21.2019 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire