Death

A word of many things.
Such sorrowness…
Yet such compassion…
Deep despair…
Yet a time of happiness…
Grieving…
Rejoicing…
Missing a love one…
Or of one so near to the heart.
Grateful for the end of the suffering
For those going home.
One thing for sure…
Confusion.
Yet, it too, can be a misunderstanding
Of the Lord’s purposes.
The only word to really describe death..
Is death itself.
Oh Lord, help us to understand.

1-16-1987 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Our Loss, Their Gain

She misses him.
He misses her.
So many lives
have been disturbed.
Death is a fact
that none can escape.
It’s much more serious
than a nick or scrape.
Souls are relieved
of their living pain.
In our loss
is their gain.
Jesus awaits
to embrace,
and all the pain
is soon erased.
He extends His arms
to those in mourning.
“You will see them again,
some glad morning.”

8-22-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

They Need Your Care

The headache, God, please relieve her headache.
His sinuses, Father, please stop his pain.
These people who serve You daily.
They have helped me again and again.
Touch their bodies, Lord.
Touch their lives.
Help them to smile
and bear their strife.
Give them peace.
Give them strength.
Help them to find joy
in You again.
My pastor and his wife
need Your care.
I thank You, God,
to trust You’ll be there.

6-4-03 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
Inspiration: dear friends ❤

One Last Shot

For so many months now,

I’ve denied you were even gone.

I can’t believe it’s really true,

or understand what went on.

No one knows the mystery

you’ve taken to the grave.

What made you find the guts to do

something that’s really brave?

Well, I guess I’ll never really know

just what it was that took

a beautiful caring young man

and made him go for the hook.

Within the night he took a shot

at giving one last breath.

But unfortunately fate erupted

and brought to him his death.

What will ever stop the agony

that fills a heart like his?

I wish I knew a way to change

the reality that exists.

 

11-23-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Inspiration: Dean

He’s Dead and Gone

He’s gone and no one could bring him back.
He’s dead and life is all he lacks.
Why can’t we give him the breath to reawaken now?
I know we could do it if we could just figure out how.
Why is it so hard to discover the secret of death?
If we could conquer it, we could give him breath.

10-6-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

She Grieves

She cries, Lord. She grieves.
She has lost her beloved sister.
They have been sisters for so long.
She is going to miss her.
They have grown, learned,
and survived for so long together.
She wishes it was her turn too,
so they can be together forever.
Such love You well understand,
as You lost dear ones too,
Your dear friend Lazarus
and Your cousin John too.
You wept and grieved
and was broken for Your friends.
You too wanted all well again.
While Lazarus was restored
and returned from the dead,
You did not revive John
because God had other plans instead.
And because I know You know
what she is going through,
I pray that You would have
the Comforter see her through.

2015 written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My dear friend, Aunt (through Bobby), secret sister, and sister in Christ… Virginia.

Farewell Childhood Friend

Farewell my childhood friend.
It’s time to let you go.
You have been such a comfort,
more than you’ll ever know.
It’s sad seeing you leaving.
I’m sure it must be best.
Life has long been the teacher
that keeps giving us the test.
May you find happiness
in all you venture in.
Take good care of yourself
and don’t forget your friend.

11-5-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
PS… for someone no longer here 😦