No Throwaways!

“No throwaways!” You assure me.
“I throw nothing of Mine away.
You are a treasured gift for Myself.
Do you have any idea what you mean to Me?
Block out what the world has told you.
Block out the doubt, little faith, and unbelief.
Hear Me, and only Me.
You are My precious child, My dear friend,
My daughter, and My beloved.
My bride that I wait so patiently for
Because she’s well worth the wait.
Never will you be tortured with mind games from Me.
I am NOT the father of confusion.
I am your Counselor, Wonderful, Faithful, and True.
I am known by Mine, and Mine know Me.
I look forward to loving you every new day.
I love you more and more.
No throwaways! You’re for keeps!”

7-25-2019 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire

My Heart Cry For You

Father God, Hear my cry.
I long to live for You.
Obedient and faithful,
Humble and true.
Strengthen my spirit,
Encourage my soul.
Your healing hand
Can make whole.
Be my Teacher.
Be my Guide.
Be my Counselor,
As You faithfully abide.
Lead the way.
Light my path.
Keep my soul
From Your Justified wrath.
Hold my heart
And keep it safe.
I know with You
Is the safest place.

7-23-2019 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Visitors In Your House

A visitor comes to Your house.
Yet another makes two.
They’ve come to fellowship,
To worship You.
Their eyes seek Your people.
Your people extend their hand.
They try to comfort
And teach to understand.
The card is signed
“I’m new to here.”
The pastor reassures,
“You are so dear.”
The children are adored
by all who were blessed.
They show the crafts made.
Oh how cute they’re dressed.
Farewell to our visitors.
Farewell to your souls.
We pray they’ll return,
Or at least be Yours whole.

11-28-2005 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Your Inviting Pursuit

How often Your love pursues me,
And never tires.
You are constant.
You are faithful.
You are unconditional.
How much we need Your likeness.
We strive to follow
As much as Your love will allow.
You are welcoming.
You are inviting.
You leave Your door…
Wide open,
Unlocked,
Swinging both ways,
Because You are the door.
As for ours,
You stand at the door and knock.
To all who knock on Yours,
Your door will be opened.
I knock.
I am welcomed into Your arms.

5-12-17 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Shielded By The Savior

Lives pour throughout the century,
A plea to survive the struggle.
Tragedies overwhelm the soul.
Evil attempts to smuggle.
There is no open road for sin
To take control of the Lord’s.
The temporary false hope
Convinces evil to try a little more.
Consistent, persistent,
Never willing to waiver,
Evil loses to the very enemy
Shielded by the Savior.
Praise You, Lord, for Your faithfulness.

12-30-2004 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

God is a Wonderful Person

God is a wonderful person
Who knows how to love me.
No matter what I do wrong,
He can still put up with me.
He knows what I want.
He knows what I need.
And He knows it has nothing
To do with greed.
He’s very patient and loving,
Kind, and understanding.
He’s never too forceful,
Nor too demanding.
I wish I could do for Him
What He’s done for me,
But there will never be a way
To give back the generosity.
Oh, woe to the love of the God
By which I am known.
He’ll never abandon me,
Or leave me alone.
Praise GOD!
Love Him or not,
He is the One.
Love God’s Son.

7-7-1993 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

There Is A Friend I Know

There is a friend I know.

He asks me to be his lover.

He vows he cares for me so,

Yet he’s quick to touch another.

There is a friend I know

Who asks me to be her support.

Yet anytime she needs me,

I am not the one she seeks for.

There is a friend I know.

He says he’s always there.

Yet when I’m broken in tears,

He really couldn’t care.

There is a friend I know.

She wants me to follow her lead.

Yet wherever we end up,

It is our hearts that tend to bleed.

There is a friend I know.

He says I’m worth the wait.

Yet when I hold him to that,

This love can turn to hate.

There is a friend I know.

She wants me to be like her.

But she never trusts anyone

Because she only remembers the hurt.

There is a friend I know,

He asks who are my friends.

He says if they think they are

Then they should “be” a friend.

He does not make a vow to break.

He does not seek to hurt me.

He only seeks to love me.

    His name is Jesus! ❤

 

5-8-18 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire