Waiting for Treasure

Waiting day in and day out.
First to see if I’m included,
To see just what you left,
And ponder on what I would do.
So many things said and promised
But by people who tend to assume.
How do I know the truth?
And what is right to wonder?
I hate to be so caught up in thoughts
Of what you have left me,
When I would rather have you back,
But would not dare ask the Lord
To do such a cruel thing to you.
You have the true treasures now.
And the greatest one of them all!
Jesus Christ… our Lord and Savior,
Tell Him and our Father I love Them,
And that Thy will always be my Treasure.
I thank God for all His blessings.

3-15-2000 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: MKFL

The Fight to Own Someone

Just when fighting over a will seemed to be the worst.,
They start fighting over Power of Attorney
To one with policies, near death, and no one to be beneficiary.
They do not care for this one so neglected by family,
That she lives in a nursery facility.
They have never visited.
They do not even visit while fighting over her.
They all talk to her like she’s a dog,
Treat her like she’s invisible,
And yet fight over her like property.
What does one do in seeing the war?
One prays and prays in confidence
That God knows all, sees all,
And knows everyone’s intentions.
God will protect His child.
God, I pray Your will upon her life and her death.
In Jesus’ name I pray, Amen.

3-15-2000 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: MKFL

The Family Will Fight!

Family feuding over a will.
It’s enough to break anyone’s will.
Why must people fight and be so greedy?
Why can’t they love and help the needy?
Someone lived a life thinking of others,
And yet their gift causes war between sisters and brothers/
Fighting, cussing, it’s enough to make you scream,
Why do they refuse to work together as a team?
God, please, intervene and play referee.
Have everything as YOU would have it to be
Siblings and immediate relatives at war.
Don’t they know what inheritance is for?
It was the gift from the one we lost
To make our lives less of a cost.
Can’t they be thankful they were thought of
And let that generosity be enough?
Lord, I pray for our family as they converse.
Help us to think of the heart, not the purse.

3-15-2000 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: MKFL

BENEFICIARY

To benefit from one’s death
To add to one’s life.
It seems so unfair to the living,
Yet such a wise blessing to the dead.
How do you take money from someone gone?
Someone you can’t even hug or thank?
How do you enjoy life from money
That is born from someone’s death?
Yet how do you reject the last gift one has to give?
How do you say no to someone who was
Thinking of you with their best intentions
In the event of their death?
Beneficiary… how do you accept a benefit
From someone it no longer benefits?
You let them benefit one last time
In accepting their gift…
And allow them to continue to benefiting
From the blessings the gift brings throughout your life.

3-14-2000 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: MKFL

Waiting for the Godly Love of My Future Mother-in-Law

God, I am in pain again because of a possible “mother-in-law.”
A man I love loves me and I love him so.
His mother doesn’t care for me, and actually fears my hurting her son.
I understand her fear.
I am a mother of a son myself.
But I am not out to hurt her son, just as he is not out to hurt me.
But I cannot promise I will not hurt him, just as he cannot promise me he won’t hurt me.
All I want to do is share You with him, and share him with You.
I enjoy being with Him, and talking about You with him.

So why, Lord, why would a mother not want me in her son’s life?
Does she not want me to be his spiritual support, as You do?
Does she not want me to be praying for him every moment I can?
Does she not want me reading Your Holy Word with him?
Does she not want me praying for his whole family?
Does she not want a Godly woman raising her son’s children?
Her grandchildren?
Why would a woman of God not want that in another woman of God for her son?

So many times I sit and ask myself, What is wrong with me?
Why wouldn’t she want me to be there for her son?
Am I not a Godly woman to her? Does that even matter to her?”
And then I realize what I’m doing.
I’m putting myself down because someone else cannot see those qualities in me,
Or doesn’t care about those things.
If a woman, a mother, doesn’t care for those things… she couldn’t possibly care for her son,
And if she does care for these things, and therefore cares for her son,
But cannot see this in me, she is not the woman of God I need my mother-in-law to be,
Or the woman of God You have chosen to be my mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law You send me will be a woman of God first and always,
In all matters, including with her son.
My mother-in-law will love her son and his wife.
She will have a love for all.
Loving others will be her heart’s desire because her heart is filled with Your love.
She will be on her knees in prayer for me and my son.
She will lift her voice in praise to thank You for bringing two children of God together.
She will know all there is to know about me and will still accept me in her home, her heart, and her family.
She will love me as You do… just as I am.

My mother-in-law will be a woman who will help me grow spiritually, and will enjoy being a part of doing so.
She will praise You that the woman her son loves, loves God most.
She will praise You that her grandchildren will have a Christian father, a Christian mother, a Christian brother, and a Christian home.
And I will praise You that I have a Christian mother-in-law that I can confidently trust my children’s spiritual well-fare with… all of my children… including my child born before meeting her son.

Finally… my son will have a Christian father who has a Christian mother of his own.
He will have a whole new Christian family, along with the one he has in my Christian family, to support him and help him grow.
My faithful obedience in trusting You will bring my son a Christian grandmother who has raised such a Christ-like young man herself, that my son can benefit and learn from that Christ-like young man as his Christ-like father.
And he, my son, will be able to share that with his brothers and sisters, and all he meets.

Most of all, my mother-in-law will be someone I can do to for advice, a talk, or comfort.
She will allow me to be there for her as a Christian daughter-in-law when I can.
We will share in being there for one another.
And we will pray on our knees together for “our family.”
We will praise You together for “our family.”
My mother-in-law will not be perfect, nor a Saint, but she will be Christ-like and have such a heart for God, and all of His creation… each one!

Thank You, God, for thinking of me with such love and heart.
Thank You for Your every blessing large and small… and that I am unaware of.
Praise You for Your awesome power and love.
In Jesus name I pray.
-Amen!

6-15-1999 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Dedicated to my future mother-in-law. God bless you for your loving heart. Thank you for loving my husband (your son) and teaching him the most valuable gift… the love of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Thank you for building that in him to pass onto our children… all of our children. Praise the Lord!

The Big Rascals Clan

From Asheville to Florida, I write and call.
My friend and I have a ball.
Yack, yack, yack.
She talks right back.
Her husband screams, “Alright, y’all!”

Alfalfa, Darla, Buckwheat, and more.
The Little Rascals are what we’re known for.
We each have a part
In this game at heart.
It keeps things from getting boring.

Randee, Mark, Sandra, and Gail
All get along so very well.
They are so crazy,
But never lazy
Except when it comes to Gail’s mail.

And Anthoni Lance is the little star
Of this nutty group so bizarre.
He is so cute,
But never mute.
He has a place in all our hearts.

Moms, Dads, Nathan, and Tim
Of course, you know, we love them.
Charlie’s a riot.
Homey’s not quiet.
Anthoni gets that from them.

1997
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Randee (aka Darla) ❤

Cowboy Lance

Cowboy Lance was a good ole boy.
He took after his grandpappy and uncles when it came to being a man.
He got his manners from the women folk,
And you know his love for God did too.
His maw sure did love him from the day he was born.
He was the only baby I ever seen born on a horse,
With a gun in each hand.
If you ever run into him, you’d better be nice.
Cause he’ll zip right through ya.
But don’t you worry gals.
He’s still a heartbreaker.
Why he had a showdown with Billy the Kid himself,
On a’count Cowboy Lance stole his favorite gal.
Even married her.
But she died of smallpox.
The secret to Cowboy Lance’s heart is not a hard thing to find,
But he sure does like a whole lot of them,
So be sure to get a whole lot… Of sweet Roses!
So be sure to look for Cowboy Lance
Riding on his famous white horse.
His horse’s name is… Polliwog.
The End.

6-17-1996 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
(Cowboy Lance’s Mom)
Inspiration: my son use to sit in the computer lab where I worked.
My boss loved teaching him how to use graphics (when GIFs just came out).
He and I wrote this together when he was 8 years old.