Curious of Your Intentions

Why do you care about what I do?
How do you listen to all I have to tell?
Doesn’t it all push you away?
Do you really want to know Gail?
You listen so attentively and patiently,
With such a heart God had to give.
But I still can’t help but wonder
Why do you care how I live?
It is too soon to trust you.
I don’t even know who you are.
But you have give me the benefit of the doubt.
I, too, will go that far.
Only time will tell how sincere we are.
Only God knows our intentions.
It is God, our Father, I’ll trust
With any fear or apprehensions.

11-28-2000 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Seeing the Light

Red light, traffic light.
You give the command.
Come to a complete stop.
Make sure to understand.
Yellow light, traffic light.
Your double message I heed.
I may continue going,
But at a cautious speed.
Green light, traffic light.
You give me the go.
I can go on through,
Though it’s safer to go slow.
Traffic signal, traffic light.
You’re so much like rules of life.
If everyone would follow them,
There would be a lot less strife.
Unfortunately reality
Is the same with people and lights.
A lot of avoidable crashes happen
By those who hate to do what’s right.

11-13-2000 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

God Touched

God touched a flower… it bloomed… it blossomed.
God touched a caterpillar… it grew… it flew.
God touched a cloud… it shared… and cared.
God touched the sun… it warmed… it comforted.
God touched a fetus… it breathed… it lived.
God touched a Savior… He gave… He saved.
God touched a world… it knelt… it praised.
God touched…
Everything that was as beautiful as it was meant to be…
And fulfilled its purpose in life…
And filled the world with beauty and love.
All because… God touched!

11-13-2000 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

People Are Scary

People are so scary.
They hurt you, betray you,
And change your life forever.
Whether good or bad.
They put on such faces.
A smile can hide a killer.
A wink can hide deception.
What does it really mean
To trust someone
When we really never know anyone?
It is so scary to trust,
To even know people.
They can be so evil.
And even when they are good,
They can come with expectations
That I will not be mean or evil,
And that I cannot guarantee.
That is even scarier.
I am a person.
People are so scary.

10-30-2000 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

I Step To You

For You, for me.
For all we can be.
I open my heart to You.
For love, for life,
For every bit of strife.
I ask what would You do.
I attempt. I try
To strongly defy
All that Satan suggests.
I witness. I testify.
I cannot deny
All that Your love does profess.
Step one, step two.
I step to You
And place my hand in Yours.
I stand in hand
With You on the sand,
And walk the heavenly shores.

10-30-2000 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

For You, My Best Friend

Just for You, I will try to trust.
Though it’s scary, I see I must.
I cannot reach those I avoid.
I must not remain so paranoid.
Your people are made in Your image.
And I must make sure I remember it.
Many of Your children are lost and unsaved.
Their paths are so dark and unpaved.
I cannot promise anything to You.
But you know my intentions are true.
I lay my soul to rest in sleep,
And know that my future You keep.
No matter who I trust or believe in,
I know that You are my Best Friend.

10-30-2000 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Best Friend Jesus Christ!

What I Think of My Thoughts

If in one moment I stopped and gave a thought
To the thoughts I carry within,
I wouldn’t think much of those thoughts
That aren’t so very nice, my friend.
The world has played its games.
The world has toyed enough.
I’ve got to get past this sweetness,
And remember to be tough.
God asked me to love and I loved.
I loved one another and the other.
But I guess the others forgot to love me back
Because I wouldn’t be their lover.
Oh, deception is a lie.
When you call that love,
You haven’t even tried.
So what would I have to say
To those, to me, and to my God?
The thoughts I keep aren’t Christlike.
I pray that they be not.

8-3-2000 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

My Silent Rage

You think so much of me.
You think me to be nice.
You do not know the rage I carry,
And how I pay the price.
But that has got to stop right now,
As I finally come of age.
Thirty years too late I stand,
I storm throughout the rage.
The pain, the lies, the deception and games.
I have been the fool.
But I am not willing to take that blame.
I’m breaking the number one rule.
Silence is not my friend
When it allows you to crush my spirit.
You can try to reason why it is,
But I refuse to even hear it.
You see me on the ground crawling for help,
My soul has been wrung out.
But Christ my Savior has lifted me,
And freed me of guilt and doubt.
The evil are the evil,
And have no other name.
Regardless of what is said,
I will not carry their shame.
Your help is not sincere.
Your deeds are not unseen.
I suggest you give your please to Christ
Before the final scene.

7-26-2000 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

My Silent Pain

Scream, scream
At the top of my lungs.
My silent pain
Imprisoned by my tongue.
Bang with my fists,
My anger outraged.
I’ve pretended too long.
Time to get off your stage.
Glare with a look
That shouts, “STOP!”
I do not let your bubble grow.
I gladly poke and pop!
Charades and lies,
It’s all the same,
As friends and lovers
Within hidden names.
I do not care
If you dance.
I only avoid
Any of your romance.
You offer me treasure.
You offer me pain.
I’ve been crazy long enough.
I’m no longer that sane.
Crawl, crawl,
You retreat with regret.
I tried to warn you.
Too bad you forget.

7.26.18 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Don’t worry about it. I don’t.
PS. Sometime when I feel anger, I choose to put in writing so that it can come and go, Lord willing, with no consequences.. Better to get it out that to let it bottle up. God taught me not to go to bed angry if possible. And along the way He has given my far more joy… in Him! 🙂

The Power of Lustful Temptation

Dear Lord, how powerful this lustful temptation.
How on earth do we humans who are so weak stand strong?
It is so incredible what we will do to fulfill a desire.
It doesn’t matter in the least if we know it to be right or wrong.
How was this evil thing ever created to begin with?
Why is it so hard to fight it even when it is undesirable to us?
It is a mystery of the many unknowns I still do not comprehend.
I only know it is defined by all as a simple four letter word… lust.

Tonight I have been so filled with overwhelming emotion.
I have thought the evilest of thoughts just to gain pleasure.
I have even embarked up on grounds so Holy and sacred.
I have mentally broken the vows that You treasure.
I cannot believe the depths I eventually sunk to in my mind
Just to have one long moment of sexual satisfaction.
At one point I don’t even think I worried about discretion.
I could have cared less if caught or of anyone’s reaction.

As frustrated as I became over interruptions to my thoughts,
I do not honestly know how I refrained from following through.
I am in a never ending awe and an eternal thankfulness to You,
Oh, Lord, heal me from this ugliness that is clearly sin,
Please take from me this vile vision to hurt others.
My soul does not desire this destruction of my temple.
I do not want to sell my soul, or endanger any lovers.

I kneel upon my knees with a confession upon my lips.
I ask for Your mercy and forgiveness of this sin.
I give to You this battle of fighting this spiritual warfare.
You are the only way anyone could ever win.
I hate this ugliness, the evil that seeks to hurt souls.
I defy that which hurts my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
I rebuke Satan and his attempt to take me from You.
I will have no doubt in my faith who will win the fight.

Lust has had his hold on me and I have given aide at times.
And thought I am still only human, weak, and will sometimes fall,
Still I know that I can do all things possible through Jesus Christ Our Lord.
And that someday I will no longer be tempted with lust at all.

6-25-2000 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: I think it’s obvious.
PS. I am so glad God removed these temptations, renewed my mind,
and taught me to see things in His eyes! I pray that sharing this as
A part of my testimony of God’s work in my life will encourage those of you
Who maybe thinking you are too far gone, too vile, and because you
Are so disgusted with yourself that God has to be beyond tolerating you anymore.
God loves you and wants to renew your mind! He is faithful to His word!

A Place To Come To

A place to come to…
Wow have I been searching forever
For this very place You have long been leading me to.
A place where one can come to be with You,
Enter Your house,
Kneel at Your altar,
Walk with You upon Your Holy grounds.
A place to bring family and friends,
A place to see and meet family and friends,
A place of comfort, support, and accountability.
A place with plenty to do,
And open arms from welcoming members of Christ.
A place to hear worship and praise,
A place to request a prayer,
A place to speak a prayer,
A place to hold hands and sing together in fellowship,
A place to grow in our spiritual gifts,
And best of all a place to leave
With no regret, no guilt, and no pressure.
Instead to take with me
Encouragement, smiles, love, and friendship,
And more importantly
Your Word, Your message, and Your witness.
Thank You, God, for this place to come to.
I know that You are here.
And because of that, I’ll be back to see You again.

6-23-2000 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: TBC

As I Tithe

God’s blessings shower my day.
God’s love shelters my night.
I give thanks for all He gives to me
By choosing to praise as I tithe.
He sees my needs each moment.
He never leaves me without.
He reassures me He is there
By erasing my every doubt.
In love I say, “Thank You, Lord,
For my daily piece of bread.”
I give this tithing to the hand
That keeps my spirit fed.

11-3-2000 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Tithing with the gift God gave me… poetry.

To God and All

An apology is in order and I am the one who owes the apology.
I owe an apology to God and all who have hurt me.
For so long I have been bitter and hard hearted
Because of all the hardship I have endured
To only gain heartache, betrayal, and cheated of my dreams.
And yet for everything I have been so bitter about,
It was only possible for them to happen
By something being wrong within me to allow it.
And I am not totally innocent either.
I have played my role in my own heartaches.
This I have not denied at all.
However, I have been the one to make the decisions
That eventually caused the probability.

I have been most hurt by fellow Christians
Who have taken pleasure in my pain, inflicting that pain,
And carry on as though it is only Christlike to allow myself to be done so.
Yet I have a mouth to say, “No. That is not what Christ would have me do.”
I have the ability to say, “I’m sorry. Whether you agree or not,
Understand or not, I cannot do what you ask.”
I have the capability to stand up and say, “That hurts.”
And now that things are said and done,
And my once supportive friends leave me alone
To fight my battle and heal my own wounds,
I have the knowledge to know God cares and IS my Healer.
If anything, the paths in which I have been walking
Were going in just the direction God so designed,
Regardless of what others say.

I have always kept God first… even in the midst of my sinning.
My prayers have never ceased.
Decisions that were made and broke my heart to make,
Were done in following God and trusting Him,
That leading me away was for a purpose.
Though others may have been hurt and confused,
As I was in my obedient walk,
I obeyed my Lord and Savior and have no reason to regret.
There is much I don’t understand, but there is one thing I have never doubted…
God has been the one to lead me down these roads,
And walks with me all the way on each one.
And anything that happens along the way, builds me for Him.

Therefore I owe an apology to my Lord for complaining,
For crying, for doubting, for carrying guilt or regret in my decisions.
I owe an apology to all who hurt me for the bitterness I have carried toward you
For the roles in which God has set for me to endure.
The pain you have inflicted has been His teaching.
Your betrayal has been His moments to draw me closer to Him,
And for Him to draw closer to me.
These times have been times I have felt His stronghold.
I have gained strength that I am to share even with those who have hurt me.

Jesus died for all… including those who betrayed Him.
Who am I to think I deserve to understand why fellow Christians would betray me
When Jesus was betrayed by His very own disciples, His friends, His companions,
His community, His followers, the crowd, His church leaders,
And all that nailed Him to the cross to die?
That group would include me.
I was a part of the crowd.
I have played my role in betraying Him and yet He is not bitter toward me.
He is more loving and forgiving every day.
He picks me up and leads me through this wilderness of life.
He comforts my broken heart and renews my shattered dreams.
His heart’s desire is for you and I to love one another,
And rebuke one another when needed.

I extend my apology to all those who read this and let you know
I pray for you each.
I especially want to apologize to those whom were the guilty
In betraying me, hurting me, taking advantage of me,
And still thinking nothing wrong of it to this day…
I forgive you.
You could not have hurt me without my allowing you to.
And if standing up to someone was the cause of my pain,
Then there is nothing to regret.
Instead there is much to pray for on your behalf before the Lord.
I will be your love and support regardless, just as He is mine.
And if you hurt me or abuse my friendship, I will tell you
And not allow you to do so.
Instead I will draw our attention back to the cross
And the Friend who hung on it for you and I.

Thank you for being a part of my life,
Even in the painful part…
Thank you for allowing my Lord to help me grow.
And Lord, my Father, I thank You for thinking of me
Enough to teach me, to protect me, and to stand up for me.
Thank You for never leaving me or thinking less of me.
I will try to think more of others and their pain
Whenever I am consumed with mine.
I love You.

6-18-2000 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: getting past the bitterness

Faith in Me

Faith in Me… that’s not such a stable thing.
How can You believe in me after all my faults?
My shortcomings really add up.
Trusting me means You believe in me.
Why? Why do You believe in me?
I don’t believe in myself anymore.
I have no reason to.
Why do You care so much for me to believe?
There’s nothing You can gain from my broken promises.
Even my friends have given up on me.
My family is so disappointed.
Why would You stand by me still?
Do You not see my worthlessness?
No, You don’t.
You only see good in me.
Why? Because You know You are in me.
But You also know I am only human.
You know I make mistakes like everyone else,
Even big ones.
I am so glad that is what You see.
It’s when I look at myself through Your eyes
That I gain hope to believe in me.
If it weren’t for You believing in me when I don’t,
And when there’s every reason not to,
I would just give up on myself.
Thank You for having faith in me.
It helps me to have faith in myself…
And in You.

4-29-2000 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Lord and Savior, my Friend and Support, Jesus Christ

Afraid of Being Abandoned Anymore

Afraid and alone,
You abandoned me.
You left me alone.
Just when I needed you,
You turned your back.
You said you would
Always be there for me,
But you were nowhere in sight
When my tears fell like rain.
There’s nothing left to do now,
Except be glad I made it,
And find a way to survive.
Hoping I heal.
Praying I smile.
Yearning to live.
Desiring to Love.
Maybe someday I’ll forget.
I’m already working on forgiving.
I have to forgive you.
You weren’t the only one to abandon me.
I abandoned myself.
I don’t want to be abandoned anymore.
I’m afraid I won’t make it.
It hurts to be deserted.

9-23-2000 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire