Never Been Surer

So far away from the world,
I grow to know You more.
So far away from You,
I fear You don’t want me anymore.
The lies that follow the world
Try to convince me they’re from You,
But after knowing You personally,
I know that will never be true.
Your Holy word assures us
You love us and always will.
We are to rely on Your word,
Not on what we feel.
No one has ever been truer.
No one has ever been purer.
Nothing and no one
Has ever made me surer.
The One who pursues me
No matter how much I fail,
Loves me 🙂
And loves me so well!

2-17-19 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Marching for the King

With my head held high and my voice filled with joy,
Marching forward in an army devoted to the King,
“My heart is inditing a good matter:
I speak of the things which I have made touching the King:
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.”
I gladly release the praises from my mouth.
I had refrained and hid what was inside too long.
There’s nothing I can do but let it out.
So many obstacles try to get in my way to the kingdom,
And I constantly stumble and fall.
But the King and His court are faithful to protect me
And guide me to the royal wall.
The gates are open and welcome to those who serve
And remain faithful to their Lord.
And as the enemies approach to seek their revenge,
The Gatekeeper warns with His Holy Word.
“An end, the end is come upon the four corners of the land.
Now the end has come upon thee,
And I will send mine anger upon thee;
And will judge thee according to thy ways,
And will recompense upon thee all thine abominations.
And mine eye shall not spare thee,
Neither will I have pity;
But I will recompense thy ways upon thee:
And thine abominations shall be in the midst of thee;
And ye shall know that I am the Lord!”
Destruction falls upon the evil seeking to destroy me
And consumes them with God’s wrath.
The King has led the battle with His soldiers behind.
The warriors have followed the right path.
Celebration spreads throughout the city of eternity,
As the trumpet announces victory for all.
With the war over and the King on the throne
They’ll never be another soul to fall.

11-15-18 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Psalm 45:1 & Ezekiel 7:2-4