Up All Night With God

Up all night with God,
Crying, and sobbing, and repenting,
Confessing how horrible I am,
Confessing how far apart from Him I feel.
Yet He listens
To every word, every tear, every cry.
He knows exactly how I feel before
He ever hears a word…
And He patiently and mercifully listens,
He lets me just pour my heart out to Him.
And when all is said and done,
He merely replies, “I know.”
And reassures me with, “I still love you.”
HE KNOWS!
HE KNOWS EVERYTHING I’ve said,
AND STILL LOVES ME!
IMAGINE THAT!
My God still loves me,
Through betrayal and disobedience.
He still wants to be my Friend.
How can I help but love Him
More than I ever have?
Thank You, Jesus.
I love You too.
Thank You for knowing that,
Despite my actions.
Thank You!

1-21-2004 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

A Dream Within a Dream

Dreams… I’m told are a moment
When God talks to you at heart.
And this I can believe,
Being as I’ve seen a lot within the dark.
Men have died.
Children cried.
And still when I awoke,
There was no one
To take the gun,
Only laughter for the joke.

4-1994
Written by Gail Brookshire