Upon this doorstep, I’m wondering where you are.
What happened to our life together?
To the love you wanted to give to me?
Why did you abandon me? I’m your only child.
What was so much more important
than an infant with your blood?
What was so horrible that you couldn’t forgive me?
Surely it was something I’ve done.
What was it that I did to hurt you?
I’m sorry, so sorry.
If you’ll just tell me what it was I did to cause you pain,
I promise I’ll never do it again.
Well maybe it was better that I not bother you
if I bring you that much heartache.
I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to love you.
I just did.
Live a happy life.
Your past.

12-20-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Burdened by Flesh

A head hung in shame,
A heart broken just to know
That she has pained her Savior
Or caused any woe.
So much He has done for her,
This she realizes.
She makes no pretense.
She has caused her crisis.
Weighing heavily on her soul
Is the disappointment of her Lord.
She was genuine in confessing her sins,
And intended to do no more.
Yet here is the truth,
that she cannot escape the flesh.
She, like everyone else,
Will sin until her death.
Only His word and His blood
Can forgive and restore.
He walks through life with her
Till she reaches His shore.

7-22-15 written by Gail Brookshire