To Write Again

A poem??
Oh how long it’s been
Since I put my paper
To pen and ink.
Overflowing with God,
I have so much to share,
Yet do I have the heart
To let my soul be bare?
Thoughts, dreams,
Expressions of many.
Stories of love and loss,
I have plenty.
Reader, do you have
An eye for my word?
Listener, do you know
How I long to be heard?
Only God Himself
Can carry these things.
I leave them with Him.
To His side I cling.
Thank You, God,
For lifting my pen.
It felt so great
To write again!

5-28-2004 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

The Lord Can Do!

Churches, children, Christians…
All so alike, yet different.
Unique in the Lord,
Each will serve a purpose.
Pray for yours!
There is still so much more
That the Lord
Can do in each.
Buildings, babes, backsliders…
All with a need
That continues to grow.
Help them, Lord,
To reach their potential.
Thank You, Lord,
For Your protection!

12-30-2004 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Shielded By The Savior

Lives pour throughout the century,
A plea to survive the struggle.
Tragedies overwhelm the soul.
Evil attempts to smuggle.
There is no open road for sin
To take control of the Lord’s.
The temporary false hope
Convinces evil to try a little more.
Consistent, persistent,
Never willing to waiver,
Evil loses to the very enemy
Shielded by the Savior.
Praise You, Lord, for Your faithfulness.

12-30-2004 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

What a Friend I Have in Linda Glaze

At the end of a challenging day, God brought together two people.
Before the skies could become dark, smiles had been exchanged.
Christian friends with no idea they were about to be friends at all.
Doesn’t God always wonderfully like to surprise us like that?
Every day is new with friendships that God has designed.
Fortunate for me, Linda was chosen to be my God given friend.
God is so generous to be as loving as He is.
How else would I have gotten to know someone so amazing?
I would not have without God’s hand in it all.
Just think.
Keeping secrets from us, allows God to spoil us.
Linda was a secret God had kept from me.
Molding her and me to be so fond of one another, we were unaware of God doing so.
Now, I have a good female Christian friend that I know only God Himself has sent to me because only God Himself knows exactly of what and how Linda is made, of what and how I am made, and how Linda and I fit so perfectly into one another’s life, and just at a time that only He could know would be perfect, a time when only He knows that we need each other, when we have absolutely no idea how much we need someone…specifically each other, nor even know why… you know what I mean… in God’s good timing.
Only God can plan such things because only God knows these things.
People are so quick to say it is fate.
Quick to say it is luck.
Rarely do we give our great Jehovah God His credit…His praise.
So let me say it as it should be said.
Thanks are given to my God for my friend Linda.
Uniquely created to be my friend, I am blessed by the hand of God Himself.
Victory is Jesus comes to mind.
What a Friend we have in Jesus.
X out all that Satan tries to feed us about not getting too close to people.
You, oh God, are in those You bring to us.
Zion awaits us all.

11-8-2004 Monday
written by Gail Brookshire

My God, My Everything!

My God, my Friend.
I love You to the end,
And then
I love You eternally,
Thank You for loving me
The same…
And more than
I could ever imagine.
Thank You for spending
Quality time with me.
Please forgive me
Of when I cheat You
Of such moments to treasure.
You are my Soulmate!
My Bridegroom.
My Lord.
My Savior.
I love You!

2-24-2004 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Jesus, Please Save My Best Friend

Jesus, my best friend is not saved.
She does not want to be saved.
She does not think it matters,
And therefore does not care.
She thinks it will all work out in the end,
And that if it doesn’t
That it is not worth being so miserable now
Just to get into heaven later.
She honestly thinks living for You
Will make her so miserable,
And she has no desire
To give up things she loves for You.
I have prayed for her so long.
I have tried to be a good example.
Where I have failed her,
I have prayed for Your working hand.
Still, she says no to You.
I am scared of losing her.
I am scared of You losing her.
You died for her.
Please, Jesus, help her to love You.

7-27-2004 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Growing In Christ

Growing in Christ day by day,
I struggle to avoid a fall.
I serve my God whom I love and trust.
I seek to answer the call.
Studying His word,
I research for my work.
Kneeling prayer, I commit
To obey His every word.
Close to my Savior, I walk.
Careful to watch for snares.
I smile to know I can trust Him/
Joy to know He cares.

1-14-2004 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

God, What Do I Write?

God, what do I write?
What do I testify to?
Who do I testify to?
What do I do to make sure it’s written?
I want to serve You
In the way You have planned for me.
In whatever way I am unprepared,
Prepare me.
Wherever I am failing You,
Lift me up to You.
My life is Yours.
My soul is Yours!

1-9-2004 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Afraid, Yet I Do

Afraid to believe and yet I do.
I am so scared to believe in love, life, and people.
Yet I believe in the very God who made all three.
Afraid to trust and yet I do.
I am afraid to trust in anyone or anything,
Yet I trust in this God I cannot see.
I trust and love and believe
In someone I’ve never met.
Someone I’ve never held.
And yet I have give Him my life.
I make decisions according to His pleasure.
I strive to obey Him.
And when I wrong Him,
I am heartbroken and regret
Because I am saddened to know I grieve Him.
Trust, love, believe.
I am afraid of them all,
And yet I believe, love, and trust the very meaning of them all…

1-14-2004 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Up All Night With God

Up all night with God,
Crying, and sobbing, and repenting,
Confessing how horrible I am,
Confessing how far apart from Him I feel.
Yet He listens
To every word, every tear, every cry.
He knows exactly how I feel before
He ever hears a word…
And He patiently and mercifully listens,
He lets me just pour my heart out to Him.
And when all is said and done,
He merely replies, “I know.”
And reassures me with, “I still love you.”
My God still loves me,
Through betrayal and disobedience.
He still wants to be my Friend.
How can I help but love Him
More than I ever have?
Thank You, Jesus.
I love You too.
Thank You for knowing that,
Despite my actions.
Thank You!

1-21-2004 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire