A Delightful Celebration

Twinkle, twinkle, Christmas light,
You brighten the Christmas tree.
I love to watch your playful dance
As you entertain me.
Tinsel and glitter, how you glisten.
I love to watch you shine.
You make the tree come alive.
The pleasure is all mine.
Balls and bows, and ornaments,
Garland to wrap around.
A beautiful star to top the tree,
And presents to be found.
A delightful way to celebrate
The life of Jesus Christ.
The Savior born to be a King.
Our Lamb of Sacrifice.

12.2.19 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: our 2019 Christmas tree.

A Gift of Time

No greater gift can someone give
Than the gift of their time…
Their presence…
To talk…
Or just to be there.
What love You give us…
That You want from us!
Of course the greatest gift
Of life on the cross
Is still the greatest gift ever given
By our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Talk about a gift of time…
Presence…
And just being there.

5-23-2017 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

For You, My Best Friend

Just for You, I will try to trust.
Though it’s scary, I see I must.
I cannot reach those I avoid.
I must not remain so paranoid.
Your people are made in Your image.
And I must make sure I remember it.
Many of Your children are lost and unsaved.
Their paths are so dark and unpaved.
I cannot promise anything to You.
But you know my intentions are true.
I lay my soul to rest in sleep,
And know that my future You keep.
No matter who I trust or believe in,
I know that You are my Best Friend.

10-30-2000 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Best Friend Jesus Christ!

Not Giving Up On Your Love

God, who’s going to hold me?
Who’s going to love me anymore?
Who could possibly love me as much as he did?
Who would want to put up with me even half as much as he loved to?
How could I believe another pair of eyes vowing me love forever?
How could I possibly trust my heart to anyone when there is no one who will ever care What is going on inside of me like he did?
I know I keep looking back, but God our love was so beautiful.
I know it’s not meant to be and we are to move on, and I’m trying to look ahead.
That’s when I am more rational and realistic than I have ever been.
How could anyone possibly love me?
I am such a burden, such a load.
I come with so much baggage.
I have always been so strong, but the more I trust and get hurt
The harder it is to do it anymore.
I pray that You help me got give up.
Don’t let me give up on love.
You are love, and I know You will always love me.
Thank You for loving me… baggage and all.
Thank You for putting up with me…
when I cry so much, get so down, get so excited,
or simply drive myself crazy and anybody in my path.
Thank You for being so patient and loving.
Thank You for spending so much time with me.
Nothing is more comforting and valuable than time spent away from the world,
arm in arm, tear in tear, smile in smile,
just enjoying the conversation, the silence, or just the night.
Quality moments are just that… moments of quality.
Thank You for Your quality love.
Thank You for Your merciful heart.
You are so forgiving  and loving.
Whether I ever love again or not, am loved again or not,
None will ever love me like You do.
Because no one will ever make me feel the way You do.
You are the ultimate love.
I thank You for all the love You ever allowed me to know, feel, and share.
I pray that I do You fair in what way can be fair from me to You.
I am no queen or saint.
An angel is not my calling, but I love You all the more anyway.
Praise You for love.
You are love.
I will never love anyone like I love You.

12-18-1998 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
PS. Reading this years later is so hard to stomach. I cannot believe how pitiful I spoke.
How incredibly horrible a testimony I was making for my Lord! My Father who loves me and makes me worth anything! As hard as it is to keep this, I follow God’s leading so that other’s who are in the same situation, or are so afflicted by their anxiety and self esteem issues that they would see how easy it is to trash yourself when the person you are in a relationship with does the same thing. I know it’s hard to walk away sometimes, but the greatest love of your life is waiting to help you feel and grow strong! Don’t let someone else help you to believe those horrible lies. God loves you! HE makes you special! ❤

Victory In One Name

What’s in a name?

That question is famously known.

I’d like to know the meaning

in my own.

Is it good or is it bad?

Do I live up to the name?

Do I do it proud

or bring it shame?

God allowed my name

to be given to me,

and knew those who met me

would hear and see.

I just pray that I live up to

all that God hopes me to,

for there is victory in His name

if I seek what He says do.

And there is only One name

to be above all names,

and it is in this Jesus Christ

that victory can be claimed.

 

7-9-11 Written by Gail Brookshire

(by the grace of God

TORN TOGETHER

Family… together yet torn.

Separated the day they were born.

Sharing the blood but not the life.

Different worlds but similar strife.

So alike yet completely opposite.

So true yet very dishonest.

Words cannot describe the loss felt

of family so ready to help.

People who help each other despite

anything that could cause a fight.

Now that family so greatly detests

seeing your face or wanting what’s best.

Praise God for family in Jesus Christ.

He will never leave nor forsake day nor night.

And greatest yet the comfort to know

Jesus even loves your family so!

 

10-15-11 Written by Gail Brookshire

(by the grace of God)

Pursuit of Faithfulness

Long ago, You and I met.
You pursued my wondering heart.
You saw something in me I didn’t.
Something You saw from the start.
It was You in me,
Yet I had never known Your presence.
You would make yourself known.
I would fall in love with Your essence.
Growing together along the way,
It was You who was leading me,
Teaching me so much about You
And how You desired for things to be.
More and more Your vision
Would become my very own.
I have never regretted
You melting my heart of stone.
Each day holds something new
To reassure me of my place
Within Your faithful love
And Your tender embrace.

6-23-15 written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Faithful Savior

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.

Emotions of a Savior (My Savior)

Troubled and groaning…
words I would never think on You with.
Fallen to the ground in agony…
seems like a fairy tale or myth.
Yet You suffered sorrow as unto death,
as You agonized in the garden.
You even pleaded to the Father
for a way to escape, for a pardon.
Yet like the very spirit we have heard of,
You were obedient even in death.
Despite Your being troubled in spirit,
You uttered those words on Your breath.
“Father, thy will be done. Not mine.”
You accepted as you prepared.
It was God’s plan to start with,
yet You still cared.
You took on human flesh and sorrow.
You felt our agonizing fears.
You understood the troubled soul
and those uncontrollable tears.
You have wept, agonized, and groaned in spirit.
You have felt betrayal and lies.
You have experienced the cruelty
found in words and the eyes.
Thank You, Jesus, for not giving up.
Thank You for hanging on for me.
I pray that my life and words
honor all that You did on Calvary.

4-12-15 Written by Gail Brookshire
For Lord and Savior… the Love of my Life… Jesus Christ! ❤

My Consolation

Congratulations! You have lost!
Now you must pay the cost!
But here’s a consolation as you go,
to comfort your humiliation on the show.
This how the world sees consolation,
but I see mine in God’s salvation.
Jesus Christ was sent to me.
Thanks to Him, I’ve been set free.
I was lost in sin and shame.
Jesus stopped that blame game!
He gave me value and Holy worth
when He came in lowly birth.
His sacrifice on the cross
restored me from the loss.
His gift of love and sacrifice
paid my penalty and paid my price.
He sent the Comforter to guide.
He teaches me while at my side.
Soon to Jesus I will be led.
My Consolation… life after death!

10-1-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Resting In Your Palms

Heaven and the heavenly host,
Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost,
and all the angels of God,
family, friends, and those forgotten.
All these wait for us to arrive,
waiting for our bodies to revive,
waiting to welcome us home,
never to be left again to roam,
waiting to rejoice and sing together,
praising our Lord Jesus forever.
What joys will we behold
that has not yet been told?
I long for the reunion and greeting,
especially when I ponder all that I’ll be meeting.
Thank You, Jesus, for hope in the Psalms.
Thank You for protection resting in your palms.

10-19-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

A Desert Just for Me

Out in this desert that has no name,
I struggle to understand just how I came
to a place filled with such pain and loss,
a place hard to experience God in all the chaos.
This desert that God has created just for me
includes watching friends and family in misery.
So many crags and snags, in so many places.
So many spies and lies, in such a cruel oasis.
How do I name that which I hate to mention?
Why does this desert deserve that much attention?
How do I name what only God understands?
How dare I assume authority out of his hand?
For that is where I am in this desert or naught.
I have been his since the day I was bought.
His blood has become my caravan,
His love is my camel in this barren land.
There is only one name that I care to praise.
It is the one who is with me in this place.
My Lord and Savior, my Jesus Christ
walked his own desert of suffering and sacrifice.
His anguish and dread were just as real.
His nails and thorns, he chose to feel.
His obedience in his adversity
gives me hope in this desert made just for me.

2-21-15 written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: The result of prayer and meditation on
Pastor Jimmy asking us what would we name our desert.
Moses… A Man of the Ages inspired.