Outrageous Mercy

Wow… what outrage one can feel
believing a killer got away with a crime,
yet no one was outrageous over Barabbas
when they saw him commit the crime.
And placed beside him, an innocent Jesus.
No one was screaming for what was just.
Crucify Him! Crucify Him!
Is what they cried instead.
They let the guilty go free
to see the innocent dead.
Where is the outrage?
Where is the compassion?
Does anyone care?
Where is the passion?
In His death, that’s where.
Yet who seems to care?
God does, that’s who.
His justice is not through.
The only mercy is in Jesus Christ!
Turn to Him before you pay the price!

7-6-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

My Jesus, My God, My Comforter

At the altar is where I found my Father, my Comforter and my Friend.
I was told of love and forgiveness that would never end.
This person that I had wronged still loved me
And instead of punishing, wanted to set me free.

-CHORUS:
This was my Jesus, my God, and my Comforter who came to claim
My soul for His own, by my very name.
He did not leave me there drowning in my sin.
He cared too much to ever be without me again.

Troubles continued to follow me every since that day
Trying to get me to turn the other way,
But Jesus has been there through every trying test
Showering me with His protection and sweet rest.

-CHORUS-

Because a saint cared and was willing to obey the call,
I found my dearest friend to help me through it all.
Someday I will get to thank that saint in action
For reaching out to save a child with compassion.

-CHORUS-

4-13-11
Written by Miss Gail Brookshire (by the grace of God)
Inspired by Anthoni’s asking me to write this as a challenge
and Molly (the Saint who cared)

Generous Strangers

Strangers who are so generous,
expressing the very love You command.
They do not question the situation.
The simply extend Your hand.
Such love and joy
in their genuine pleasure.
Such compassion
is a rare treasure.
Community Fellowship
is valued more
behind these people
with an open door.
Faithfully they serve.
Willing they do.
All in a house
that belongs to You.
Protect these people
and bless their lives.
They are being Christ-like
while just trying to survive.

4-28-15 Written by Gail Brookshire

Clinging to God’s Word

Clinging so tight to God’s word,
I cling to His heart.
I hold onto His promises
that He will never depart.
His word does not fail us
like we fail Him.
When He makes promises,
He keeps them.
Endurance, mercy, patience
He knows so well.
In His presence
I long to dwell.
Jesus said He prepared
a place just for me.
I believe so strong.
I’m eager to see!

10-26-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Crossing the Line

Leashes break and dogs bite,
so the speaker said.
If you’re going to play with fire,
you know what lies ahead.
Is that what I’ve done
in returning to a danger zone?
Should I not know by now
to leave well enough alone?
Are my actions of kindness
what triggered the mines?
Do I mistake helping
for crossing the line?
God is a guide
who wants to lead,
who tells me to kick the darkness
until daylight starts to bleed.
May I follow in faithfulness
while being gentle with all.
May I be present and ready
when He gives the call.

10-20-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
I wrote this 6 years ago. I don’t remember exactly what I was thinking, but I know it was to conceal my own thought while being brutally honest about surface material. I did a good job of concealing it from myself. 😉

Adopted By The Jewish King

Do we even know how blessed we are
to have been adopted by THE Jewish King?
We Gentiles were His enemy
before He lovingly changed everything.
Israel was His chosen people and land.
We weren’t even a concern.
Praise God along the way
He allowed us to live and learn
of who He is and what He represents
to every creature He made.
Now by His mercy and grace,
our penalty for sin has been paid.
We, too, are allowed to enjoy
His eternal promise of love.
For He has promised the Comforter,
and a mansion waiting for us above.
Thank you, Jesus, for including me
and allowing me salvation.
I’m so glad You chose to save
even those who were not of Your nation.

10-17-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

NO MORE CHOKING!

Stop this choking me!
I belong to CHRIST!
I serve NO ONE ELSE.
HE was crucified!
For me HE gave HIS blood
to break my chains free.
HE gave me freedom
to live in spiritual liberty!
NO MORE laws! NO MORE demons!
NO MORE distractions!
God loves me as HIS creation,
NOT by my actions.
In love and honor,
I strive to give HIM fruit,
as I strive to live for HIM
in spirit and truth.

10-8-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Through Hands That Bleed

God is a very caring man,
who is so very patient and warm.
He understands His children
and comforts them in His arms.
He stretched those arms on His Son,
across the world and died.
And then He asked only for all to love Him.
For this, I’ve cried.
A man gave His Son to die.
His Son died for me.
What more could you ask for from anyone
when love is all you need?
Oh please reevaluate
the life you’ve chosen to lead.
God is waiting to give us life and love
through His Son’s hands that bleed.

10-6-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

My Love Will Never End

God touched a little girl broken and abandoned
and said, “I’ll be your friend.”
He drew her into His arms and loved her,
and promised He would to the end.
As she grew, she lived on His word,
never able to forget.
Whenever she made a mistake that hurt Him,
she would soon regret.
Tormented by guilt and shame of her choices,
she grew away more each day.
Her Lord came in patient mercy and asked,
“Why do you push me away?”
With tear filled eyes, she looked into His
and simply replied,
“You said you would love me to the end,
but one day I will die.”
With concern He looked at her and reassured,
“But that will keep us together.”
“Yes,” she said, “If I had no sin in my life.
But only Heaven and Hell are forever.
You said you would love me to the end
and that I have believed.
But I am filled with sorrow to know
at my death You must leave.”
Touched by the misunderstanding
of the heart He knew He could mend,
God lovingly responded, “Then let me rephrase that,
my love for you will never end.”

12-10-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Thy Will Be Done

Day by day, I await for Your healing upon my soul.
Daily I am tormented by the consequences of my sin.
I can accept the responsibility of admitting I did,
but my soul is endangered by the guilt and shame within.
I long so desperately to repent of whatever I have withheld.
I yearn to give You the complete control you demand.
So often I cry unto You, “Please forgive me and heal me!”
And wait for You to love, comfort, and take my hand.
If I am missing something that says You have,
I pray the Holy Spirit would open my eyes and heart.
If Satan still holds any power, I lean on Your promises
to release his hold and make the pain and shame depart.
How can I live for You, witness for You,
when all I ever feel is I am a waste of Your precious time?
Do You not feel I need to be confident in You,
and those who witness my walk see the peace of mind?
In desperation, I cling to You, Your arms to shelter me.
I want only to grow stronger in You and Your Son.
I praise You for allowing me to be honest with You,
and praise You for the faith of knowing Thy Will Be Done.

12-10-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Forgiveness Is A Real Comfort

Sin is real. It’s so real, it’s scary.
It’s scary how it has so much control.
It’s scary how it has a grip on me.
It’s scary that I seem to have a grip on sin.
Whether it’s lying, stealing, or coveting
sin is something that God hates.
And for that reason alone, I know that hell is real.
Eternal condemnation is real.
The reality of it’s existence is scary.
It’s so scary to know it wants me.
It’s so scary to know it waits for me to fail.
How scary to know that Satan can make evil
such a pleasurably and comforting feeling.
It’s scary to know that he smiles in the dark
to know he has yet lured me again.
Forgiveness is so real. It’s a comforting thing.
It too waits for me and smiles,
but thank God because it’s a part of Christ’s love.
It’s so comforting to know it embraces me.
It’s so comforting to know it rescues me.
It’s so comforting to know it cleanses me.
And most of all, it comforts me to know
it strengthens me and makes it possible to resist sin.
Forgiveness makes me a new person.
And that is a real comfort.

7-4-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

A Single Christian Mom

A Christian mother and a single mother,
that’s what I am,
though I know that was not a part of
God’s original plan.
He had greater ideas for my son and I
before I made a mistake,
yet I know He still cares for us
and will mold us for His sake.
Each day is hard as a single Christian mom,
but each day belongs to Him,
so I will lift my praise each day
and find comfort in His hymn.

4-14-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Telling Like It Is

I write hard and I write cold.
I tell it just the way it is.
You can criticize me all you want.
Your dislike is not necessarily His.
Just because you fear or appall
what I have to say,
doesn’t mean I’ll put my pen down,
nor turn and walk away.
If you don’t like it,
don’t read it.
If you hate what you read,
you don’t need it.
But someone somewhere
knows exactly how I feel,
and there’s a world full of people
who love my being real.
God is the one who made the ink
that flows from this pen,
and the message was very clear,
“This shall be in print.”
So as you read and judge my work,
remember I am a part of His.
His command to me is not just to write,
but to tell it like it is.

7-4-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
This was written several years ago because there were some people who were tired of me writing about God all of the time, and there were some Christian friends who thought I was a little “too honest” with my testimony. I write what God gives me.

Eternally Puzzled and Amazed

God… my friend… a man I betray,
Yet His response is to lead the way.
Rejected, mocked, and abused so much,
God offers His forgiving and loving touch.
Defiled, plagued, and insulted at heart,
He refuses to allow sin to drive us apart.
Weak, pathetic, no backbone to believe,
God continues to vow to never leave.
Lost, confused, with no direction,
God comforts and guides with His protection.
Eternally puzzled and amazed by God,
I lay my soul in the love He’s got.

6-12-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Salvaged and Rescued

Help! Help! My body hurts!
I’m living out that horrible curse!
What will take away the pain?
Only that precious blood gain.
Jesus is my only hope.
He is the only cure.
I am so filthy inside out.
I need Him because He’s pure.
His blood the only antidote
to the disease so inflicted.
He is the only pardon
to the guilty rightly convicted.
Praise! Praise!
He was willing to rescue!
He is just as willing
to salvage you!

9-24-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)