It Is His Gift

To lay one’s head down
and in sweet peace sleep,
not worrying about tomorrow,
for one knows God will keep.
To awaken refreshed in peace again,
as the head begins to lift.
A moment like this only God provides.
It is His gift.

To face a scary moment in faith
and trust the ailing body to strangers.
When life and health are threatened,
and the soul even seems in danger.
To awaken refreshed in health again,
as the healing begins to lift.
The Great Physician restores.
It is His gift.

To hear the sound of little voices
praising God with His own hymns.
To be able to experience the joy
that surely God finds in them.
To take in such beauty
as the voices together lift.
Only God can perfect such praise.
It is His gift.

5-11-15 written by Gail Brookshire

Made for You

Made in Your image.
Given life by Your breath.
Created to serve You.
Redeemed in Your death.
My Creator, My God.
My Comfort for all times.
My Peace passing all understanding,
purifying my mind.
My Offering, My Sacrifice.
My Reconciliation to God.
My Great Physician.
By Your blood, I’m bought.
My heavenly Contractor
of my heavenly home.
My Soul Mate for eternity.
I kneel at Your throne.

2015 written by Gail Brookshire

Waiting on Dr. God

Nourished and fed,
resting in bed,
praying this disease
will have mercy and cease.
God is the Great Physician.
It is His decision.
Praising His name
in loss or gain.
I wait to see
what it will be.
Mercy and grace,
patience and faith,
accepting His will
cured or ill.

9-24-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)