Tag: 2017

Dear Rising Moon

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I see you, Dear Moon,
Rising higher just above the trees.
You’re in an ocean of blue sky,
No clouds… just a cool breeze.
You move closer to the maker
From which we both began.
You are hung in His heavens
By His omnipotent hand.
You see from a view
That He too can see.
Can you see life?
Can you see me?
As you continue your journey
To slowly ascend,
Life is calling me to return,
Bringing our visit to an end.
Give my love to our Creator,
And let Him know I’m glad
That He sent you to say hello,
And for the time we’ve had.

2-5-2017 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Team Confidence

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Confidence… confidence…
Do you despise me?
Or are you the victim
When Satan tries me?
I hear your cry.
I hear your scream.
Yet I seem to join
The other team.
You give me wings
And bid me, “Fly,”
Encourage me,
“Let doubt
Pass you by.”
But then a whisper shouts,
“What are you doing?
You don’t know what’s ahead.
You can’t keep going.”
So to the earth
I descend in fear,
Waiting for
The next step to hear.
As I wonder,
Here or there?
I find myself
Teamed with despair.
A teammate stricken
With so much doubt,
Every direction
Leaves me lingering about.
From time to time
The Spirit whispers, “Listen.
Don’t you realize
Something’s missing?
I gave a guide
And instructed you
To stay nearby
And I’d come through.
But you turned away
And followed doubt.
You have carelessly
Left me out.”
Satan throws
His two cents in,
Tempting me
To just give in.
“Follow your heart.
You’re right in your own eyes.”
But as I stumble and fall,
I feel the pain of his disguise.
So once again on my knees,
The Spirit hears me cry.
He tells me, “Confidence awaits
To restore your wings to fly.”
Ascending heights of faith,
I return to where I belong,
Trusting God’s confidence
That I can be strong.

1-27-2017 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Drifting Beauty

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This glorious beautiful day on the Parkway
Is such an exquisite luxury to my soul.
It displays so much love and glory,
And makes the world seem whole.
What precious escapes You give us
Within the majestic touch of Your hand.
Your warmth says all is well.
Your stillness says how well You understand.
Your clouds drift by
And beckon me,
“Allow yourself
To drift with me.”
Your open blue
Lifts me up,
“I am a part
Of His great love.”
How can this symphony
Be anything else
Than the sweetest pep talk
Just for myself?
Your drifting beauty says,
“I am here with you
Because you, My child,
Are a part of me too.”

1-20-2017 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

My Faithful Prince of Peace

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Shutter… I shake an inward concern.
My how your fear invades.
To give voice to your presence,
Terror cascades.
And therein lies the flaw.
The key to the guarded gate.
But there is a warrior
Who anticipated this fate.
He is strong and very present.
Shielded with armor in hand.
He will not allow entrance
To this promised land.
This is a place
That He promised me.
I am safe to be unguarded.
I am safe to be free.
Weapon dismantled,
You are cast to your knees.
I have been protected
By my Faithful Prince of Peace.

1-11-2017 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: a safe place

The Bridge

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The bridge… that bridge that draws me in.
That bridge that beckons me to cross.
That beckons me, “Come.”
From one side to another
Beauty conquers my fear.
Beneath… a flow that streams…
A stream that flows.
With every passing trickle
Life runs cold.
It’s a rocky bottom…
That hard floor with a soft bed,
Laid exquisitely between the mountains.
And underneath the blue sky…
That Blue Ridge Canvas.
It’s the perfect spot.
I have fallen in love…
Time and time again…
With that bridge that overlooks
The passing beauty.

3-21-2017 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

GOD DOES

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God watches. God sees. God knows.
God cares. God loves. God weeps.
God embraces. God holds. God keeps.
God nurtures. God stays. God lingers.
God comforts. God whispers. God is.
God speaks. God encourages.
God teaches. God preaches.
God chooses. God sends. God provides.
God blesses. God ministers.
God reaches. God calls. God meets.
God saves. God restores. God heals.
God renews. God resurrects.
God honors. God showers.
God reconciles. God forgives.
God waits. God abides. God continues.
God shouts. God defends. God builds.
God amends. God justifies. God upholds.
God sanctifies. God tames. God does.
God frees. God cheers. God reigns.
God rules. God equips. God uses.
God prepares. God endures.
God enables. God lives. God gives.

6.9.2017 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration:
My Life is a Journey, Not a Destination color journal

With All Diligence

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Help me to walk
In the light of Your countenance
While I reside here,
And to know the joyful sound.
Help me to keep my heart
With all diligence…
Steady, careful, persistent,
Earnestly making an effort to accomplish
Your Holy work in me.
Thank You for time with me today.
Thank You for helping me
To be diligent.

5-18-2017 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

A Gift of Time

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No greater gift can someone give
Than the gift of their time…
Their presence…
To talk…
Or just to be there.
What love You give us…
That You want from us!
Of course the greatest gift
Of life on the cross
Is still the greatest gift ever given
By our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Talk about a gift of time…
Presence…
And just being there.

5-23-2017 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Strength to Be Weak

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Lord, please forgive me…
For selfishly asking for my life…
When it is Yours…
Given to the One who gave His to me.
Please forgive me…
For trying to usurp Your authority
When I plead to have my life ended
Before You have accomplished with it
What You want from it.
Even if it is only to be obedient.
Help me to do whatever it is You ask..
Whether to be strong
Or to have the strength to be weak.
In Jesus‘ Name, Amen!

5-18-2017 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Emphasized Treasure

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Lord, today You have emphasized treasure
That You are…
That You share…
That You hide…
That You openly display…
And that You so lovingly want for us.
Help me to see,
To find,
To enjoy,
To appreciate,
To thank You for,
To share,
And to treasure
You and ALL of Your treasures.
You tell us there is richness
In full assurance of understanding.
May I grow more and more
Every day in understanding
And wisdom and knowledge,
That I may know,
And know I know!
I love You, Lord!

5-23-2017 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Isaiah 33:6
“And wisdom and knowledge shall be
the stability of thy times, and strength of salvation:
the fear of the Lord is his treasure.”

NO ONE

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No one speaks to me like You do.
No one listens to me like You do.
No one holds me like You do.
No one touches me like You do.
No one loves me like You do.
No one spends the time like You do.
No one makes me smile like You do.
No one makes me hope like You do.
No one lifts my spirit like You do.
No one gives salvation like You do…
FOR EVERYONE!!
No one!! No one ever will!!

5-5-2017 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
I love You, Lord! ❤

The Light of His Darkness

On By gaillovesgodIn 20173 Comments

God’s perfect timing is meant to encourage us…
As much as it is to show us how lovely God is…
To seek us in our darkness…
To sit with us in our darkness…
And to shine a Light through our darkness.
How peaceful it is when that Light is the darkness…
Manifested as His glory…
And Love for us.
I am not so afraid of the dark…
Nor distressed by sudden fear…
When He is the darkness…
Because I know it is only to become…
The Light in my heart that never leaves.
May you know that Light…
And embrace His darkness.
He loves just being there with you.
Darkness could never keep Him away.

5-7-2017 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Life is a Journey: Not a Destination Color Journal

Wordless Roaming Pen

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If I let my pen roam the pages,
And pause a time or two,
What would occur?
What would ensue?
Would it be a line, a poem,
A story… long or short?
Would it be a romantic love ballad,
Or a quick retort?
What if the pen and ink
Flowed and flowed,
But the needed words
Just did not show?
What if the pen and ink
Were scarcely there?
Would the missing words
Find anyone to care?
What if the pen, the ink, and even the words
Were at a loss?
Would my sanity
Be the cost?
What if this rambling
That you now are reading
Were attention getters
Who were very misleading?
What if the ink
That flows without
Were whispering words
Trying to shout?
One more line
And I’ll rest the pen.
Is this the beginning
Disguised in the end?

6-9-2017 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Life is a Journey: Not a Destination Color Journal

I FEAR

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Lord, I carry so much fear.
I love and trust You,
But I fear my actions fail to say so.
I fear my testimony fails You…
Taints You…
Draws You unjust bias…
Undeserved blame.
I fear I disappoint You,
And I fear I discourage others.
I fear I ruin communications…
With me and You…
With others…
Sometimes even myself.
I fear being at the mercy of others,
Especially those who are cruel,
And those who cruelly laugh at me,
Laugh at my pain.
I fear that I hurt others.
I fear being forgotten.
I fear failing to leave the testimony
That You expect of me,
Hope of me…
For You.
I fear.

10-28-2017
Written by Gail Brookshire

Your Inviting Pursuit

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How often Your love pursues me,
And never tires.
You are constant.
You are faithful.
You are unconditional.
How much we need Your likeness.
We strive to follow
As much as Your love will allow.
You are welcoming.
You are inviting.
You leave Your door…
Wide open,
Unlocked,
Swinging both ways,
Because You are the door.
As for ours,
You stand at the door and knock.
To all who knock on Yours,
Your door will be opened.
I knock.
I am welcomed into Your arms.

5-12-17 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire