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

My Heart Cry For You

Father God, Hear my cry.
I long to live for You.
Obedient and faithful,
Humble and true.
Strengthen my spirit,
Encourage my soul.
Your healing hand
Can make whole.
Be my Teacher.
Be my Guide.
Be my Counselor,
As You faithfully abide.
Lead the way.
Light my path.
Keep my soul
From Your Justified wrath.
Hold my heart
And keep it safe.
I know with You
Is the safest place.

7-23-2019 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire