Leaving 1993, Heading Into 1994

As I’ve come to the last of 1993 poetry and going into 1994, I’m relieved to be getting away from what was so dark. Yes, unfortunately there are still more as I’ve been looking ahead, but not only do they lessen with how many, they also begin to be me falling more and more in love with Christ, my Lord and Savior, the Love of my Life! ❤ I am so excited and ready for those! It felt good just to smile over looking at them! ❤
Thank you so much for all of your comments as I have been getting the older ones up. God has used you to help me learn from them yet again, to grow even more, and to be comforted by friends all over the world. I had literally grown so afraid of them through the years. I came so close to tearing them up or deleting as I had posted. How grateful I am that He led me to an opportunity to tear up several of them in 2004. Between 1989 and 2000 I wrote at least 300 a year, but as I look at the numbers under the Categories, I realize I tore up hundreds, but trust me… THAT was a good thing. That is a part of my testimony too!

God does amazing things! The most amazing one being to love us… unconditionally… nonstop… no matter what! He can get you through the darkest times, and ease the deepest pains. I know He has been my God Through All of It. ❤ (Thank you for introducing me to this song, brother Stu!)
God is my hero! He loves me! And He loves you! I know it may seem so hard, and there may be things that no one else but God can understand with what you are going through… but He CAN get you through it because He DOES understand!
I am praying for each of you!

Opinions Are Not a Fault

Someone once said,
So I once did.
Why pretend?
It can’t be hid.

It’s only a trick
To which you know.
As soon as I learn it
You’ll go.

So why agree
On something so false.
Having an opinion
Is not a fault.

We are all different,
Special and unique.
Thinking for ourselves
Shouldn’t make us a freak.

Working as a team,
That’s living together.
The more we share,
We’ll last forever.

12-4-1993
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: For all of us and God.

I Never Knew Her

No one ever knew her like I did,
But I never knew her at all.
She was something so easy to read,
Yet so hard to figure at all.

What was it that I saw in her?
I’m not quite sure of that reason.
But my love for her kept living,
As the seeds through every season.

We’ve all a mark or two in past
That shame us of our being.
But what we do to carry on
Is the point we should be seeing.

My love for her was all she had,
And yet I let her down.
She had no other choice
Than to leave without a sound.

Where she’s going and what she’s doing,
I think I’ll never know.
For though I really loved her so,
I knew nothing of the woman you know.

11-29-1993 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Getting to know one’s self
is like never knowing yourself at all

LOSING HEART

In the freshest part of life, a tragedy strikes a friend.
He’s told he has a problem that could bring his life to an end.
It’s a tragedy that can kill his family, as well as his friends.
But it’ll take a miracle of God to make it all the same again.
And the agony inside such a strong young man
Is challenged alone by God’s own hand.
The fear in his heart and the pain in his soul,
Will he survive what is left untold?
We just have to wait and pray to our God
That he’s needed more here than he is with God.
Whatever it turns out to be, we need to keep in mind
That whatever God chooses, He has us all in mind.
So don’t get disheartened, remember to have faith.
It may just be that this is a test of faith.

11-17-1993 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: For a friend in his young 20s.
He developed a fatal heart defect.
They did 2 different surgeries and praise God,
he has been just fine all of these years!

We Struggle In A World

We struggle in a world where children are dying to survive,
And there’s nothing we can do to keep them alive.
We sell their bodies and dope their brains.
We give them homes that drive them insane.
We clean out the alleys to service the rich,
To later leave bodies lying in a ditch.
We cancel the love to give the greed,
Caring not who hurts or if children bleed.
It’s sick. It’s insane. It’s way out of hand.
It’s something disgusting. I don’t understand.
Why are we here, if we’re only abusing?
Do you seriously believe this life is amusing?
I just can’t get it. I guess I never will.
Excuse me for living, I guess I tend to feel.

10-3-1993
Written by Gail Brookshire

Tired of Being Forgotten

Frustrated, am I supposed to be or not?
I don’t know if I wanna be mad,
Or if I should be,
Or if I should just break down and cry.
Certainly NOT!
I shall never cry over something as simple
As being forgotten.
I know it’s not so simple,
And I know it’s ok to cry,
But if I do I’ll give up
All my strength I have left to fight with.
People…
They don’t care what I’m going through.
They only care about themselves.
They have no thought of someone else,
Unless it is to their benefit.
But that’s ok.
I’m too caught up in my own worries
To be of any help to them.
So I guess we understand each other,
Or at least I wish we did.
Maybe then they wouldn’t forget me.

9-27-1993 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Feeling so unloved! Boo hoo hoo!
Awww! Poor little girl. Got forgotten and now she’s crying.
GROW UP!! No one ever asked for you to be put here,
So don’t go expecting things like acknowledgment of your existence!
PS.. The first part of this inspiration was how I used to talk to myself a lot,
And sometimes still get tempted to,
But God has taught me how to better love myself and others,
Because it’s all about loving Him, and loving others through and for Him.

Friendship Shouldn’t Be Hard to Enjoy

Friendship, should it be so hard? I think not.
It should be of love and sharing all you’ve got.
It shouldn’t be “I must change for you,”
Or “Let’s do things your way.”
It should just be “Let’s do it.”
Together or not. Winning or losing.
If two people are different or have different opinions
That are of different values, that’s life.
It’s just two people saying we think differently on occasions,
Just as we think alike on many more.
Don’t hate me because I’m different.
Just understand that I am not the same as you.
I am not you.
I was not meant to be like you,
And I can never be like you
Because I am me.
My own individual.
So I must be myself.
After all, I am a very special person
And should not cheat myself of my unique personality,
Just as you are a very special person
And should never refrain yourself from knowing you.
In return you should never try to force me to be like you,
Or hate me for not wanting to be you,
Whereas I should never push my morals and way of believing on you,
And hate you for not living the way I choose.
Friends are a relationship.
Something we should have to work hard on,
But should never be so hard to enjoy.

9-26-1993 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire