I Need You & Your God

So many times you have shaken your finger in my face.
So many names you have called me and said,
“You should be ashamed of yourself!”
Well, I am.
I have been.
But I can’t grow in this “new life“ if you
merely continue shaking your finger and walk away.
Satan wants me to continue being ashamed.
Do you want to help him keep me there?
Or do you really want to share your gospel…
in true love?
I need your guidance.
I need your support.
If this is a family of God,
I need my Godly family to help me grow.
I want to give to you in return,
But all I have to give is not what
ANY OF US
want to know anymore.
I’m trusting you and your God…
our God!

5-15-03 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

God, Help Them

He stands at the podium and preaches with earnest intent,
praying to save the lost souls.
When the congregation looks disinterested or asleep,
his spirit is saddened… God, keep him be bold!
She sits in the pew like a good wife on duty.
She is there for anything anyone may ask.
Underneath she has other worries and duties to remember…
family, friends, the house… God, help her with each task.
He stands in the parking lot, watching for each child.
The school holds him responsible for anything gone wrong.
Rushing parents, energetic kids, so many cars to watch.
He must keep the order… God, help him to be strong.
She watches the children as they play together.
Their parents have entrusted them with their lives.
As sick as they are, or caring for their own families,
they gladly do it… God, help these moms and wives.
These wise people sitting in the pews so long,
look at all they have brought to the church body.
These elders are our guides and friends
who know strife and Jesus… God, help them love everybody.

5-15-03 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
For my dear friends

Will They Leave Me?

What will my friends do?
Will they abandon me?
I don’t know what to do.
I don’t want to lose my friends.
I’ve never had any like them.
At any other time before, it would’ve been easier.
But not these friends.
They’ve cared all along.
They may not have been there every time I needed them,
but they tried to be there as often as they could.
Because they care. They really do.
I know God loves me too.
And I love Him too.
But why must it be so hard to do what’s right?
God is the only one I want, I know.
But I’m just going to miss my friends if they leave me.
I know you’re probably saying
if they’re my friends they won’t leave me,
but they are just as hurt, confused, and lost as I am.
They need someone to care and understand,
to be patient and love them
even when they aren’t doing so well.
We’re all human.
I just want to love and live for God
and still have my friends.

3-30-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

For Times When You Were There

To all my loving and wonderful friends, I salute you.
For times that I was down and you were there to say,
“Cheer up” with remarks to make me laugh.
For times when I was sad and you were there to say,
“Alright” with fun we always shared.
For times when I was doubtful and you were there to say,
“Hey, Calm Down” with reactions to make me laugh again.
For the times that I was taking love and you were there to say,
“It’s OK. We love you enough to put up with it.”
I want to say thank you.
I love you just as much, and I just hope I get a chance
to give some of that wonderful love back.
And even more, I hope you’ll still be my friend.
Love for an eternity… your friend.

12-18-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Crack & Crumble, We’re Falling Apart

It feels so cold when a friend hurts you,
turns against you and leaves.
It’s heartbreaking to know this is
the same friend who knows what you believe.
What would make a heart crack,
crumble, and fall apart?
Or maybe you were so sadly mistaken
to have believed they ever had a heart.
Why would my friend leave me
after wanting to know me so bad?
He swore he was forever and promised
to try to never make me sad.
So why would he break my soul
if he knew he was a key
to a way of opening up and trusting,
which brought me friends who make me happy?

12-17-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Continuing Losses

Everybody is going to grow and move.
They’re finding their way to live.
They’re not even concerned with me,
or all the love I willingly give.
They’re going to carry on in life
and never see me again.
I’m so sad to know I’m going to lose
my dearest and closest friends.
I can’t go on knowing I’ll lose
every person I come to know.
I know we must live our lives,
but why must everyone have to go?
Cry, cry, and cry inside
to know they’re going away.
It’s like they’re dying over and over
when I need them most to stay.
I want to live forever with them
and share our lives together.
I can’t go on loving others
knowing no one loves forever.
It’s just so cruel to know that life
can steal our every friend.
It makes me want to make my move
and hope my world will end.

4-21-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

1991, The Year to Have and Learn

1991 was a good year for me,
even though there was just as much bad.
It brought to me the many friends,
as well as taking the ones I had.
It took so many lives of those
who were so loved by us all.
And even though their voices are gone,
I can still hear them call.
It was a year of helping others
and having loads of fun,
a time of many hard working days,
yet a time of lazy ones.

So many times I ran in fear
to someone in distress,
then turned around a little later
and gave my friends the best.
So many lights of friendship gone,
so many new and bright.
Once again, it was a year
to love and hate the light.
It was a year of touch and see,
a year of holding back.
For as many tears that built inside,
the concern was much to lack.

It was a year of seeing rock
come to awe my eyes.
For what the human eyes never saw,
it was more than a surprise.
Ninety-one was certainly long
and a whole new thing to learn.
For as many things that taught us to laugh,
many taught us to burn.
It was a year of meeting people
and accepting them for who they are.
Having a blast over anything,
and loving someone from afar.

It was a time to miss a lot,
as lives and events escaped.
They can never be replaced again,
but the future must be laid.
So all in all, as I can see for now
the year was a great success.
For as much as we wanted to live and learn,
we certainly don’t have any less.

12-31-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

She’s Hurting

She’s hurting.
Tears fall from her pretty blue eyes.
She’s hurting.
She cannot make a smile for disguise.
She’s hurting.
Their love was interfered by many.
She’s hurting.
She’s been broken-hearted by plenty.
She’s hurting.
Her happiness has been shattered.
She’s hurting.
How it happened doesn’t matter.
She’s hurting.
What can I do to help?
She’s hurting.
When I also blame myself.
She’s hurting.
A friend of mine is in pain.
She’s hurting.
The world has gone insane.
She’s hurting.
Tell me what I can say.
She’s hurting.
To make her pain go away.

5-5-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
PS. For a friend (R.L.)

Pinto Beans

He pointed at the pinto beans
and said, “Pinto beans.”
So I’m doing this to make him happy,
though I don’t know what he means.
All I know is they’re small and round,
and in a bag of many.
And if they’re ever cooked one night,
I’m sure there will be plenty.
They can be very tasty,
even though they cause gas.
But I hope when the room is crowded,
the moment will not last.
If this poem of pinto beans
makes no sense to you,
ask my friend David about it.
He’s the one who told me to.

9-24-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
PS. Homey (aka David) challenged me to write a poem about pinto bans. 😉

FRIENDS

Friends are confusing people.
They’re hard to understand.
Just when you think they care,
they hurt you like no one can.
Using you is a goal.
It is their reason for living.
They’ll take you for all your trust
when you think they are so giving.
So why do we call these people friends
when they are not?
Weren’t we taught what a friend is
or have we just forgot?

8-7-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Almost Missed

A friend I have.
A friend I need.
A friend I almost
lost to speed.
Around the curve,
we took a hit,
and now we’re in pain
as we sit,
thinking of what could
have taken place.
We almost damaged
our cheerful faces.
The smiles would have cracked,
the laugh would have died.
Our friends and family
could have only cried.
Thank God we made it.
Our lives still exist.
And thank God for my friend
I almost missed.

5-5-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Our Long Journey

What a long journey of mercy
You have walked me through.
What a long journey of grace
to have been blessed with You.
So many memories flood in,
I am overwhelmed with words.
You have seen me through
so many misery and hurts.
Yet nothing on my journeying
has compared to learning of You,
and Your wondrous love
shown in everything You do.
Those memories are Yours and mine.
Those treasures are all ours.
You have poured out Your blessings.
I’ve loved bathing in the showers.

2012 written by Gail Brookshire

Moments Together

Crying among your people,

we strive to know each other

so that we may learn of You

through loving and serving one another.

Studies, readings, creative ways

to share and teach of You.

What tears, what laughter.

You are keeping us true.

Praise You deserve and want.

Praise we want to give.

Because of what You gave,

we are able to live.

 

 5-2-12 Written by Gail Brookshire

(by the grace of God)

 

Life After Life

Life after Life vanquishes away,
more and more every day.
For as long as I can remember,
death has been a cruel family member.
Unkind and uncaring,
death is too daring,
whether loved one or friend,
bringing their end.
No one walks this path alone.
We all have someone gone home.
Yet no matter how much grief we share,
the loss is still ours to bear.
Today, tomorrow, another soul will leave,
and again we each will grieve,
until our turn comes to hear His voice.
We will sorrow no more, but rejoice.

6-10-15 written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Missing Aunt Wanda and too many others

There Is Family With God

Families need God
and God wants to share His love.
We need to draw closer to God
because God is our only hope for eternal love in paradise.
We can’t get to heaven without Him
and we’ll never know what love is all about.
We need God.
God loves us!
God loves us!
God wants us!
God cares about us.
He wants to give us eternal life and lasting love.
He will someday bring us all together in heaven.
All our loved ones will be there,
our friends and neighbors too.
We’ll all once again share in joy of being together
as we sing in harmony the praise of and to God.
And best of all, God will be right there with us
and we’ll be able to thank our Sweet Jesus Christ our Lord
for giving His life for us so that we
may escape the price of sin
and know the joy of paradise in eternal life.
Won’t you come to Jesus?
He wants His family to be together forever too.
He loves you.

5-31-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)