The Chat Room Walk Addiction

Night in sky… oh hear my cry… I long for company to visit.
I have a love and a friend, but no one seems to miss me.
I have a computer and Internet, a Buddy List galore,
FreeTel, and everything, yet I am what all ignore.
I work all day on this thing for school and for play.
No one wants to take a minute or two and just say hey.
I dare to open up the pathway to anyone who’ll talk.
I get so lonely for conversation I take the Chat Room walk.
What I find there can be so ugly, but sometimes so nice.
At least someone will listen and/or give me some advice.
It’s not always my friends or lover’s fault. They have things to do.
But there are plenty of times I see them on and they won’t say, “Boo!”
I send an IM and EM, and patiently wait my turn for a reply.
I know that they have many windows open,so do I.
I play a solitaire game, write a poem, and wait for a flashing box.
But curiosity and loneliness get the best of me and I become a fox.
Slyly I enter a room where people are engaged in TALK! Oh TALK!
I sit and watch as much as possible until I know it’s rude to gawk.
“Hi, my name is” and “f/30/nc” goes out to the room alive.
“Hi, NAME!” comes back to me and my chat blood starts to thrive.
Finally the world acknowledges my existence on this Net.
And I am up till morning light making friends I won’t forget.
Next day arrives , computer on,and what do my ears hear?
“You’ve Got Mail” and inside I jump or cheer.
“Instant Message from Lover or Friend” appears on screen too.
“What have you been doing?”
“Oh, not much… and you?”

9-19-1999 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: What else? Chat Addiction.

He Is a Friend

In many troubles in my life,
I’ve searched the world for friends.
And every time I stumbled harder,
I’d see I was alone again.
But it seems I’ve seen the truth
Of what a friend should be,
And with the things it takes to be,
Only God is a friend to me.
Only Jesus can erase the pain
And tell you what’s right for you.
It’s only God that can know your heart.
Only He can see you through.
Many times before I thought
I would die alone in the end.
But when I turned to God for help.
I saw that He is a friend.

1-27-1990
Written by Gail Brookshire
PS. I love You, God!
PSS. So glad gave me a new outlook on friendship, and many blessed souls in Christ to call a friend… especially Jesus! What a Friend We Have in Jesus ❤

LYING DISGUST

Lying is such a disgust to God.
He doesn’t like us to imply what’s not.
People are misled and told a lie
when life is brief and flying by.
We can’t afford to waste our breath
forsaking words of life for death.
Prophet, priest, and servant alike
are to save and comfort with words of life.
Particularly in God’s house and people,
we are to be Holy, not weak and feeble.
Filth and lies do not belong there.
God will not tolerate nor bear
the insult to His Holy name.
This is not a test, nor a game.
Please give your words and mouth
to the Lord who cares what comes out.
Save the lost and going astray.
You will save yourself along the way.

6-14-12 Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration:Jeremiah 6-9

Jesus Rescued Me

Jesus… rescued me.
Jesus… set me free.
This is said so much because it’s so true.
Jesus rescued me and He can rescue you.
If you only knew His sweet peace,
you would NEVER want it to cease!
If you could feel His powerful love,
you would long to be with Him above.
If you knew how trustworthy He is,
you’d take everything to Him, and trust Him with it!
There’s just no way to describe
what you have to personally know,
but I pray that when He comes knocking,
you will not tell Him, No.

5-4-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Being an Enemy of God

Being an enemy of God
is not worth the price.
I would not enjoy
that sacrifice.
He has no mercy,
nor gives His grace.
He will not allow
sin in any place.
He will not save.
He will not cure.
He will not rescue
anything impure.
God hates sin
and wicked ways.
All who choose evil
eventually pay.
Choose God
and choose to live.
He has mercy and grace
He wants to give.

 

10-12-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
PS. When I wrote this, I am sure I must have been referring to those who have chosen to definitively be God’s enemy, because God absolutely saves, cures, and rescues, and has an endless supply of mercy and grace!

Note to God

God, First of all, Merry Christmas! Happy Birthday to your Son, Jesus! I’m glad today was a good day in the family of the Lances. We were incredibly warming today. You would think that the world should move in or make peace. Thank you for a wonderful family, Father. I couldn’t ask for a better one. There is no better, except yours of course.

Jesus, I must be honest with you. I was so frightened and still am. It was so horrifying when Anthoni Lance laid his head back and stopped crying or breathing. I was terrified that he was having another seizure.

Oh God, It really scared me. I can’t believe I freaked out like that. I could have lost my son. I am the worst mother. I am so incapable of taking care of him. He deserves better. He really does. He deserves God! He needs love. He needs the proper care, of someone reliable. I am totally irresponsible.

Love Gail

1-27-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
PS. I wrote this on a day when we had a family dinner at my grandmother’s house, and my little 8 month old boy was running through her house having such fun and laughing so hard when he fell. When I picked him up he limped back with his head and wasn’t breathing. I didn’t freak out outwardly, but inwardly I was instantly back a month or so when I had taken him into his doctor’s office for an uncontrollable fever.
While there he went limp, with his eyes rolling back in his head. When I stepped into the hall to yell for help, they took him from me into another room. At times the door would open and I could see his body seizing. They told me he was having a rheumatic fever seizure. They took him by ambulance to the hospital and would not allow me  to ride with him. He spent 2 days in ICU, and 4 days in the hospital. They never could figure out why, but he had to be given adult dosage Tylenol along with adult dosage Phenobarbital to get the fever and seizures under control. He was put on the Phenobarbital for a year. I was afraid this was another episode.
My grandmother immediately told me, “Gail, Shake him! He’s stopped breathing! You’ve gotta shake him!” So I did. And he started breathing. My grandmother told me that sometimes little children, especially babies laugh so hard they stop breathing. She said they needed shaking to help them. I felt so inadequate compared to my experienced grandmother. I would learn through the years through my own experience and witnessing others that it is a natural feeling from new parents, or in any crisis, especially when someone older or experienced new what to do during a life or death situation.

Jealousy

Jealousy is a word a lot of people know of.
Jealousy of another friend or someone else’s love.
Things they want are not theirs. They wish that they were.
They find themselves saying I wish that I were her.
While all the time you have something they will never get,
and that is why you should be grateful to ever have it.
Those things you see them showing off are merely material things.
Do you really think you can live off gold and diamond rings?
They cannot buy you happiness if you value love,
so next time stop to analyze just what you’re jealous of.

8-7-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)