Searching Through Christ

Tangled in a web of years.
Exhausted from endless tears.
Confusion and puzzles overbearing.
Loss of trust from so much sharing.
Hanging on just to let go.
Swinging hard to take a blow.
Struggling within a self created dark.
Upon a journey to find myself, I embark.
My sins, my guilt, my shame, my fault.
My consequences will not halt.
God is the only one who has seen it all.
From beginning to end, walk to fall.
Grace, forgiveness, and only His blood
Can restore in me the gift of His love.
Uncertain, unaware, and completely unknown
I search for answers, but not alone.
No one can live my life but me,
But only through Christ am I free.

4-2-2000 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

His Honest Cry

Fighting the fight
while fighting for your sanity.
Running the race
to keep His glory before my comfort and vanity.
Protecting a testimony
that seems impossible to have,
yet so many claim it with joy.
I attempt to praise and laugh.
Trusting in a Savior
who knew the struggle of faith.
He went 3 times to the garden
to cry unto God as He prayed.
It was not easy for Him.
He didn’t pretend heroism.
He did not hide His anguish from God,
as He submitted to Him.
His love was stronger,
but His humanness was real.
He didn’t just come in form.
He suffered what He could feel.
Yet in His honest cry,
the angels ministered unto Him strength.
And with God’s own power
He was able to rise again.

5-20-15 written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Who else but my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.