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)