Freaking Out On God

God, I’m freaking out.
I have so many things that stress me out.
I just freak.
Is it ok to freak out?
Is freaking out biblical?
Is it offensive to You?
What do we do when we freak?
What do we do when we come to You,
Pray, trust, read, trust,
And still freak out.?
Are we really trusting to begin with?
Is it possible to freak out
while trusting You at the same time?
I pray it is not wrong.
I pray You would be my calm.
Calm my storm in me.
Help me to be still and know
That You are God.
Help my heart not be troubled.
Help me to fix my mind on Thee.
And I will praise You
For redirecting my mind
That I might not freak out on You.

8-23-2005 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

See You In My Dreams, Jesus!

Jesus, I am going to lay myself down to sleep.
I am going to pray to see You there.
We are told You talk to us in our dreams.
I pray that my heart, mind, soul, and dreams
Would be open to Your precious and Holy presence.
Speak to me with Your perfect message.
Make clear Your message to me.
Take all that evil that has been allowed
To visit or homestead in my mind,
And bathe me with Your Holy thoughts.
Create in me a new heart… and mind.
Take all that does not belong
And replace it with nothing but…
YOU… YOU… YOU!
I love You and look forward
To spend quality time together…
In EVERY way possible.
In Your Holy Name… Amen.

8-21-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Missing Footprints

Why do I bother to tell anyone I ail?
It only adds to the list of “I fail.”
I fail to convey my sincerity of pain,
And I fail to pass the test “sane.”
If no one is going to believe me,
And my body will only deceive me,
How will I ever recover
From what we fail to discover?
What a puzzle. What a task.
Why do I bother to ask?
Day by day I will tarry,
Taking whatever burden I must carry.
I will do what I can do while I can,
And rest when I can no longer stand.
My Savior will then show me the hint,
“Notice any missing footprints?”

8-21-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Dreaming My Life Awake

Dreams… oh someone please talk to me about dreams.
I am so scared of mine!
I have so many.
Many do not make sense.
Many do not come twice.
And many won’t go away.
Why won’t they go away,
Or at least explain explain themselves.
I don’t want to stop dreaming
Because some dreams comfort me.
To have the good.
I must see the bad.
At least I forget some…
So easily.
I am so sad
When I can’t escape others.
Please help me.
I know that God talks to us in dreams.
My head is so filled with evil
That I am uncertain when
It is him or my subconscious.
I want to erase the nightmares,
But not if it means giving up
His sacred message.
I love Him too much to miss Him.
Time to go.
I have to wake up.

8-21-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Longing to Walk

Sweet Jesus, I long…
To love…
To serve…
To be.
I want so much…
To give You
All of
Me.
As children long to play,
So I
Long
To play.
I want to be obedient…
And still
Make You
happy
Each day.
Walk with me…
As I search
To walk
Your path.
I pray Your mercy
And grace…
Would deter
Your wrath.

8-21-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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