We’re A Country

A country at war,

that’s what we are.

Are we keeping You

near or far?

A country in debt,

that’s what we owe.

Do we invest

or just say no?

A country of filth,

buried in our rights.

Is our cleansing

even in sight?

A country of pride,

we’ve thrown You out.

I don’t want to reject You.

Bring revival about.

 

9-21-11 Written by Gail Brookshire

(by the grace of God)

NO SALE!

If I have to write all night, I will!
I refuse to give into these thoughts!
I don’t know why I ever entertained them before.
It’s obvious how I was always bought.
When Satan sold me those lies,
I believed every one.
“You won’t be hurting anyone.
You’re just having fun.”
But those were such lies.
I was hurting me and my lover.
Sex cannot keep you from hell.
God will serve no other!
Exodus tells us how abominable we are
to commit such sin.
There is no getting away with it
when God brings our end!
Protect me, Lord, and know my thoughts.
I will not be sold again.
For by Christ’s blood I have been bought.

5-15-03 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
Unfortunately this was a part of my testimony, and for the ones who read it and tell me it helps them to know they are not alone, and not give up, I post this… even though it is extremely hard to share. I have bought into the lie that my testimony is “inappropriate” for too long. My testimony is what God allowed. This poem is me fighting during very difficult times that I now have such shame for because the love of God saved me. The Holy Spirit changed my way of thinking. Even if His encouraging me to testify helps just one… praise His Holy and Cleansing name! I was blessed to glean from the testimonies of others who found it just as hard to share something they were so ashamed of. Shame is good in its spiritual place! There is a righteous shame!

Renew My Purity

**God answered prayer! It took time and discipline… years ago the mercy of the Holy Spirit led me out of my wilderness. He did answer prayer. He still answers every day.**

Filth… I am filled with filth and perverse ways.
Why do I think like this?
God, you and I know it is wrong and sinful.
Why do you let this all persist?
I pray and I pray, from the heart of my soul…
cleanse me… renew me… purify.
I pray for you to be my strength and power.
Why does it seem you deny?
I need to be purified by your Son’s blood.
Yet, still I continue in sin.
Why do I betray the love of my life?
Why do I just give in?
God, please, cleanse me, forgive me.
Rebuild me in your hands.
Renew in me a joy for spiritual purity
and help me to take a stand.

6-12-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Sweet Tears of Love

Sweet tears of love from the maiden of youth

born to give her all, but never to tell the truth.

A skeleton within the family, one who has his way.

He enters through the darkness without a word to say.

The only message that he brings is to shame her life with filth.

Someone save this dying maiden from the man who’s full of guilt.

3-8-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)