We’re Not Letting Go

Struggling to know who You are,
I search for a way to be clean.
Struggling to know who I am,
I search for what my life means.
You and I are supposed to be together
In all that happens each day.
Help me to understand things
That have already happened along the way.
Life is short and uncertain.
You can call for us any time.
Please make peace between us.
I need to know we’re fine.
Help me to fight my demons.
They want to take my soul.
Please make them understand,
You and I are not letting go!

5-17-03 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
AMEN! ❤

A Need For Prayer

In the middle of the night,
yet for them the dawning of day,
The man who leads our country
Brought need for the world to pray.
Our country is striking another.
Our soldiers are now at war.
And if you think our citizens will debate,
Wait till you see what the UN has in store.
In every way possible
A fight is full and raging.
All to defend each other’s stand
In the war that America is waging.
Dear Lord, may we all take heed
And remember it is in your hand.
I pray that we will all again know peace
And be given wisdom to understand.

3-20-03 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
American, whether I agree or not

Evil Appetite

Let me clarify before you read this poem below that I am no longer like this. I really struggled to still save and post this poem as I am trusting God in leading me in which poems to save and delete. I just don’t like it any more. But for that one who may be struggling in the same way, I testify to you that God does answer prayer, the Holy Spirit is more powerful than our deepest lusts, and far more comforting than any physical feeling there ever has been, is now, or ever will be… without having to defile yourself, give yourself away, or to think so low of yourself. I post this for you because God wants you to know that He hasn’t given up on you. He knows the struggle we have in this flesh. Even if this is the millionth time you have failed, or still fight so hard to stay pure (or to even understand the importance of purity), God knows you love Him. Keep praying! Keep trying! Trust Him to know where you are and what you’ve done (even if it was an hour ago), and trust Him to still want you! He will save! He can! The Holy Spirit will give you the best relationship you have ever had in Christ. And that does not necessarily mean that you will not be married to the right one some day! But Christ is always the right one… NO MATTER WHAT!
❤ ❤ Thank You, God for answered prayer ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ Thank you, Holy Spirit, for consuming me! ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ Keep consuming! ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ Thank you, Jesus, for loving me… ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ like no one ever has or ever could! ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ Thank you for 15 years of purity. ❤ ❤
❤ ❤ I use to pray for even one! ❤ ❤

Appetite… now that’s the word I’ve been looking for
to describe the desires that are so inviting.
It’s not sin, lust, but an appetite
that I have been resisting and fighting.
There are so many things that remind me
of pleasures that have left a luxurious flavor.
It begins with a small craving just to taste
then consumes me with an appetite to savor.
I drink in all that I can
of whatever morsel I am lucky to receive.
The things I am willing to indulge in,
you just would not believe.
Help me, Lord, as these things are evil
and their demons can so easily possess.
Help me to steer clear and be strong,
as I find no one to whom I can confess.
You know my every thought
and are the strength I rely on.
Replace in me the Holy Spirit
and make this evil appetite be gone.

6-16-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Stop The Ones Gone Mad

Four children in a home, violence overwhelming.
Strangers passing through, taking what they’re selling.
Flesh of innocence is invaded to satisfy the trash.
Parents aren’t of any help. They have too much to stash.
Locked in other doors in a home full of tears,
they’re taught to be as bad to understand their fears.

Home, someday, they finally came, but no one changed the scene.
Worse it got to be a child. The world was still so mean.
Teenage years… rebellion came, the young ones learn to fight.
And though they needed someone to trust, hurting everyone made things right.
School was such a drag at times, but came to be the key
to help them understand enough to let themselves be.

Now it’s all so many years that they have seen such crimes.
For growing into young adults was the way to escape the times.
Only through the love of God and the people he chose to send,
were the children able to survive and escape the heartache that will never mend.
So try to understand the note this little message has.
When your children are being abused, stop the ones gone mad!

11-25-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)