Tag: blood

Pouring Out Life

On By gaillovesgodIn 2019, Uncategorized1 Comment

Life pouring out of a hurting soul.
It trickles as it falls.
A Savior’s blood pours forth to save,
His loving voice calls.
“My loved one I see the pain that drains,
And know all too well.
How it felt to suffer and agonize
When on My knees I fell.
I cried out to My Father to remove My burden,
Yet accepted what He gave.
And in return He strengthened Me
To bare it to My grave.
It took that death to restore that life,
And remove the burden within.
Now I have eternal life,
And will never lose it again.
I gave that life to give you yours
Because I love you so.
The Father longs to strengthen you,
And let your burden go.”

7-18-2019 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: The burden my Savior suffered making the sacrifice He made

Pouring Pain

On By gaillovesgodIn 1992Leave a comment

I kept crying, but no one heard me.
The man alive… just had to hurt me.
He stole a life from a smiling child.
He placed a knife and drove it wild.
He pushed and turned as his hand enjoyed.
The endless torture, my body annoyed.
There wasn’t any justice to the attack.
You kept on going, never looking back.
You were so scared of what he’d do,
If someone helped me and it was you.
You coward. You just left me to die.
I screamed for your help, but had to cry.
You left me in blood, my body pouring out.
You couldn’t rescue me, or help me out.
Stay away, you deserter. I’m dead.
You said you cared, but left instead.

8-23-1992 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
God is my hero.

Challenged Hearts

On By gaillovesgodIn 1991Leave a comment

Save a tear for me
And wipe away my blood.
Only through my broken window,
Can I escape the flood.
Reach to the sphere above,
And avoid the careless fall.
When you feel the agony,
Do not try to call.
Nails of sand beneath my feet
Touching those at war.
Could you survive the destiny
We all have seen before?
Walk away and taste the sweat
Falling forth to speak.
Do not try to overcome.
You will always be too weak!

3-8-1991 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
God is my hero.

Easter Is Coming

On By gaillovesgodIn 1990Leave a comment

Easter is coming and I’m so sad.
I’ve completely lost the pizazz I had.
Why do I worry so much when I should see
Jesus is the one who suffered, not me.
This is a time to remember what He did,
To learn why and never take it for granted.
His blood poured to the soil to cleanse my soul.
The spear lanced through His side, makes me whole.
Hands and feet nailed to a wooden cross for our gain.
He gave His love by bearing the pain.
This is something we tend to neglect,
A treasure of life many will reject.
Easter is a time to remember and feel
The sacrifice of love is our daily meal.
We should live for Jesus every day,
And never let the price He paid go away.
This Easter won’t you take just one minute
And try to honor the true meaning in it.

4-12-1990 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

WELCOME!

On By gaillovesgodIn 19892 Comments

Adventure to my house of pain.
I want to drive you all insane.
First I’ll take you to my room
And let you see the face of doom.
Blood and slime, dripping wet.
Spiders hanging from their webs.
You’ll get tangled in the chains
I use to keep my guests restrained.
Knives hang high upon the skulls
Of those I found to be so dull.
Be careful of the skeletons.
Small and large, and bigger ones.
Watch your step along the way.
You just might cross body decay.
Then again you may discover,
Once you enter, you won’t recover.
So once again, I welcome you.
I just can’t swear you’ll make it through.

12-21-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
PS. My old writing is not pleasant at all sometimes.
I am so glad God changed my heart, my life, and my writing!
God is my hero!