You Enlighten Me

So many stories… so many names…
Some difficult to pronounce right.
Your word is truly a lamp.
Already my darkness has light.
Instruction and encouragement,
Warnings to keep us in line.
You love us too much
To leave us behind.
Grace and mercy,
Your greetings share so much.
I am blessed to be a part of
Such heavenly love.
Thank You for opening my eyes
And for opening my ears.
I want to see and hear
All that keeps You near.
Praise You for who You are.
Praise You for Your Son.
Praise You for the Holy Spirit.
The three of You are One.

7-29-2005 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Jesus, Help Me to Know You Again!

Jesus, sometimes I feel like we’re strangers.
Sometimes I neglect You altogether.
I don’t want to ever be distant from You
I wait for the day we’re together forever.
You have suffered and sacrificed so much
Just because You love me.
Why would I ever throw that away?
I am glad You fight for me.
Draw me close to you.
Help me to know You again.
You will always be my Savior.
And I want to always be Your friend.

1-24-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Dark Faith

What a wall of darkness
You present as my path.
I pause to pray,
“Is this guidance or wrath?”
Urged in Your peace,
I slowly go through.
I’m afraid of this scene,
but I want to follow You.
You tell me to trust Your hands
holding back the sea.
You provide a fire light at night,
and a cloud by day to shade me.
This won’t be a quick run.
This won’t be a mad dash.
This will be a journey of faith
just before our enemies clash.
Coming out of the waves,
I join You on Your shore.
I watch as my enemy
will be no more.
Closing the wall of darkness,
You throw my enemy in the depth.
While I am in Your arms,
he has met his death.

3-15-15 written by Gail Brookshire
Inspired by Pastor Jimmy and his Moses… A Man for the Ages

A Leg in the Journey

LORD, this journey never seems to end.
Nothing ever seems to stop.
There is no break,
no pause,
no catching one’s breath.
Yet there is so much glory
for so many blessings
that seem hidden
in the fog.
Thank You for being on this journey
with me.
No one ever compares to You.
You’re the only one
who never leaves.
You’re the only one
who can’t,
or won’t.
I’ll take the reminder
of You
for my strength.

7-29-15 written by Gail Brookshire

Besetting Foe (My Ugly Enemy)

You disgust me. I detest you.
The way you come at me
as if I want you.
The way you pursue me
as if I desire you.
The way you persist
as if I cannot resist.
You charge at me
from every possible source.
You think you will conquer me
with force.
But you are my enemy,
my foe I abhor.
I cannot tolerate you.
You are a foul odor!
You think I lust for you.
You think you tempt me.
But my God has empowered me
to rebuke you.
He has aligned Himself with me
and fights for me.
Your tactics to invade my dreams
only inflame my rage.
You have no attraction over me.
You are ugly and contempt.
Throw all of the junk of the world at me
as much as you want.
God is the only one I care to think on.
Trash my environment.
Trash my view.
But my soul is His
and always will be.
Temptation….
that’s what they call you.
But you are not tempting to me.
Just as you tempted my Savior,
you vie for me.
But with His strength,
I too will cling to God’s word.
Get thee behind me!
The cross is before me
every step of the way!

8-3-15 written by Gail Brookshire

Unplugging Your Pen

I can’t do it, LORD.
I just can’t stop writing.
It’s like plugging my ears to You.
You are far too exciting!
You share Your secrets
And bless me with insight.
You help me bless others
And shine Your light.
Your words pour down
Like rain on my soul,
Sometimes rushing
Like waves that roll.
How dare I miss
One single Word.
How dare I not share
What I have heard.
Your words give life.
They’re what I breathe.
Without their presence,
My soul doth seethe.
Though doubts can challenge
My obedience to You,
I must write
And share more of You!

7-22-15 written by Gail Brookshire

My Loved One’s Journey

Life that is waning, wasting away.
Nothing can be done to save the day.
A body betraying the soul within.
A spirit dying, just giving in.
Energy fading, abandoning the owner.
Depression conquering the weakened donor.
Words that fail and muscles that faint.
A ruthless trial for any saint.
Straining relationships, choking bonds,
stealing the will to carry on.
This is the journey my loved one is on,
and I must watch until they are gone.

7-23-15 written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: my mom