Tribulation: Life Dramatically Changed

Little girl. Authority figure. Life dramatically changed.
Life of innocence. Ugly Evil. Traumatically deranged.
Battle scars. Wounded thoughts. Walls that were not there.
Fear and dread. Guilt and shame. Heavy burdens to bear.
Loving King. Roaring Lion. Armor for the Soldier.
Sword and shield to fight the war. A pair of arms to hold her.
We’re warned in John 16:33 there shall be tribulation.
Be of good cheer, He has overcome. There is cause for celebration!
The snake will hiss, and sometimes bite. The scorpion will sting.
The dove will cover with shelter and comfort in His loving snowy wing.

3.2.2019 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Dear Rising Moon

I see you, Dear Moon,
Rising higher just above the trees.
You’re in an ocean of blue sky,
No clouds… just a cool breeze.
You move closer to the maker
From which we both began.
You are hung in His heavens
By His omnipotent hand.
You see from a view
That He too can see.
Can you see life?
Can you see me?
As you continue your journey
To slowly ascend,
Life is calling me to return,
Bringing our visit to an end.
Give my love to our Creator,
And let Him know I’m glad
That He sent you to say hello,
And for the time we’ve had.

2-5-2017 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Team Confidence

Confidence… confidence…
Do you despise me?
Or are you the victim
When Satan tries me?
I hear your cry.
I hear your scream.
Yet I seem to join
The other team.
You give me wings
And bid me, “Fly,”
Encourage me,
“Let doubt
Pass you by.”
But then a whisper shouts,
“What are you doing?
You don’t know what’s ahead.
You can’t keep going.”
So to the earth
I descend in fear,
Waiting for
The next step to hear.
As I wonder,
Here or there?
I find myself
Teamed with despair.
A teammate stricken
With so much doubt,
Every direction
Leaves me lingering about.
From time to time
The Spirit whispers, “Listen.
Don’t you realize
Something’s missing?
I gave a guide
And instructed you
To stay nearby
And I’d come through.
But you turned away
And followed doubt.
You have carelessly
Left me out.”
Satan throws
His two cents in,
Tempting me
To just give in.
“Follow your heart.
You’re right in your own eyes.”
But as I stumble and fall,
I feel the pain of his disguise.
So once again on my knees,
The Spirit hears me cry.
He tells me, “Confidence awaits
To restore your wings to fly.”
Ascending heights of faith,
I return to where I belong,
Trusting God’s confidence
That I can be strong.

1-27-2017 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Drifting Beauty

This glorious beautiful day on the Parkway
Is such an exquisite luxury to my soul.
It displays so much love and glory,
And makes the world seem whole.
What precious escapes You give us
Within the majestic touch of Your hand.
Your warmth says all is well.
Your stillness says how well You understand.
Your clouds drift by
And beckon me,
“Allow yourself
To drift with me.”
Your open blue
Lifts me up,
“I am a part
Of His great love.”
How can this symphony
Be anything else
Than the sweetest pep talk
Just for myself?
Your drifting beauty says,
“I am here with you
Because you, My child,
Are a part of me too.”

1-20-2017 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

My Faithful Prince of Peace

Shutter… I shake an inward concern.
My how your fear invades.
To give voice to your presence,
Terror cascades.
And therein lies the flaw.
The key to the guarded gate.
But there is a warrior
Who anticipated this fate.
He is strong and very present.
Shielded with armor in hand.
He will not allow entrance
To this promised land.
This is a place
That He promised me.
I am safe to be unguarded.
I am safe to be free.
Weapon dismantled,
You are cast to your knees.
I have been protected
By my Faithful Prince of Peace.

1-11-2017 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: a safe place

What Was Only Ours

Samson, you disappoint me.
You let me down.
After so many years of nurturing,
Of personally preparing you,
And giving you strength like no other.
After everything you have meant to me,
I have meant so little to you
That you would kiss away that strength
With the breath from your lips.
Words that betray.
Words that reveal.
Words that invite the enemy
To take you away from me.
You have given yourself over to them.
And when you have awakened
From your lullaby of love,
You will find yourself abandoned…
Chained… imprisoned… and alone.
And the strength you’ve come to rely on
Will be gone.
How you grieve me.
How you break my heart.
You have allowed evil to separate us
When I long to hold you so close
And wish you had trusted me,
That you had protected what was only ours.

12-9-2016 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Samson’s Secret Strength

Dreaming My Life Awake

Dreams… oh someone please talk to me about dreams.
I am so scared of mine!
I have so many.
Many do not make sense.
Many do not come twice.
And many won’t go away.
Why won’t they go away,
Or at least explain explain themselves.
I don’t want to stop dreaming
Because some dreams comfort me.
To have the good.
I must see the bad.
At least I forget some…
So easily.
I am so sad
When I can’t escape others.
Please help me.
I know that God talks to us in dreams.
My head is so filled with evil
That I am uncertain when
It is him or my subconscious.
I want to erase the nightmares,
But not if it means giving up
His sacred message.
I love Him too much to miss Him.
Time to go.
I have to wake up.

8-21-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire