So Much Need For Help

There’s a little boy
Sleeping on his cardboard.
He’s dreaming of things
He’s never had before.
There’s a little girl
Cuddled with her mother.
They’re shivering in the car
With no help from another.
There’s an old man with a beard
Sleeping in his tent,
He’s forgotten how long it’s been
Since he couldn’t pay the rent.
There’s a family under the bridge
Who are close to losing hope.
They’re clinging to their faith,
As they struggle just to cope.
You and I have so much
We can share with someone else.
Listen for God’s whispers
Where you can give some help.

12.8.19 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

You See Through It All

Here alone with just You and me.
That’s the way I like it to be.
You alone within my heart and soul
Can make me feel completely whole.
When peace escapes my fretting mind,
It’s You I need to seek and find.
When burdens weigh my soul to the ground,
You bid me, “Come. Lay them down.”
You place Your arms beneath to carry,
Then linger still just to tarry.
When darkness lies to my searching eyes,
You help me to see through the disguise.
You light my world and set me free.
You smile and say, “My child, it’s Me!” 🙂

Thanks for coming for me! ❤

2-8-2019 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
PS. I love You, Father God!

The Lord Can Do!

Churches, children, Christians…
All so alike, yet different.
Unique in the Lord,
Each will serve a purpose.
Pray for yours!
There is still so much more
That the Lord
Can do in each.
Buildings, babes, backsliders…
All with a need
That continues to grow.
Help them, Lord,
To reach their potential.
Thank You, Lord,
For Your protection!

12-30-2004 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

A Plea to Live

Stop! Watch! Turn on the light.
It’s got to be so fun.
No – please – Don’t leave me!
I’ll be the only one.

Someone locked me in here years ago,
And left me here to cry.
I’ve tried to scream for help,
But people just walk on by.

‘You could at least leave some air,
I’ve been dying to have a breath.
Lying in this box so long
Is going to cause my death.

I want to play a little game
And live a little life.
But no one lets me out of here,
So I lose again to the knife.

They cramp my every aching muscle,
And suffocate my dreams.
I wish there were a way to escape,
But the thread has ripped its seams.

6-14-1993 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

That’s What Friends Are For

That’s what friends are for…
A shoulder to cry on,
A friend in need,
Someone to rely on,
Moral support and great concern,
A pal to share a snack,
Someone to cheer you on
Or pat you on the back,
A dream to share,
A game to play,
Drink a shake,
Once a day,
Someone close to whisper,
And help you do your chores,
Someone to stand by you.
That’s what friends are for.

12-23-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
PS. What a Friend We Have in Jesus! ❤
God is my hero!

INFLAMED PAIN

Pain inflamed,
scars on fire,
when will the agony
retire?
Inflammation,
irritation,
will I ever escape
this aggravation?
Have You the cure
to heal for sure
this infection
that wants to endure?
Help! I cry
asking why?
Will this be
how I die?

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

Too Much For One

Too much for one person,
God understands our need
for others to come alongside
and help to accomplish a deed.
Personal accountability
is given to each to learn
that if one is given too much
they can feel burned.
We are all His body.
The body has a head.
We must all work together,
not act brain dead.
Our leaders are so precious
that we need to help where we can,
if we want to keep
this godly woman or man.
Trust God to lead us
and show what is needed.
If it be His instruction,
may His word be heeded.

6-11-12 Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Exodus 17-18