He's like the lightning in the sky each time I feel it near. The beauty of its pretty color sinks beneath my fear.
Set aside and set apart,
I am Your peculiar child.
I have a purpose in being different,
A path in being exiled.
Tears of pain and sorrow
Are preparations for Your will.
Waiting in Your timing
Teaches me to be still.
I know You are God,
And You are my Father.
I know the promises
I have as Your daughter.
My hand in Your hand,
I follow along.
When I am weak,
I’ll trust the One who is strong.
1.28.2020 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: God is my Hero! ❤
So much of Your love flows through my veins.
It medicates the physical pains.
It seeps so deep and penetrates my mind.
Solace and peace are treasures I find.
For in each comfort I find You…
Faithfully walking and carrying me through.
Your attentive love astounds me.
Your faithful pursuit grounds me.
How great a love that faithfully loves me,
Cares so much, and thinks so much of me.
Thank You for being that love of grit
That lights my lamp and keeps my path lit.
Praise You, God, for all that You are.
Thank You for never being too far.
1-23-2020 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: The love of God! ❤
God is my Hero!
Seashell, seahorse, seashore.
I just don’t want to fight anymore.
Straw hat, straw broom, straw chair.
I kneel and surrender in prayer.
Bookstore, bookshelf, bookends.
I atone and seek to make amends.
Light switch, light bulb, lighthouse.
God amazes and wows.
Word Game, word count, WordPress.
I stray less and less.
Waterway, waterfall, water filter.
I learn to love my brother and sister.
Skyline, skylight, sky view.
I learn the right thing to do.
Buttermilk, butter bean, butter knife.
I have invited Christ into my life.
11.25.19 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: my Sea adult coloring book
Words dripping from heaven
For those who will hear.
A loving Savior
Thinks you are dear.
His eyes look o’er you,
Everywhere you go.
Every trouble you suffer,
He already knows.
His hand holds yours
As He leads you along.
He longs to heal you,
And make you strong.
Lay down your burdens
And convalesce.
Your God in heaven
Has promised you rest.
11.25.19 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Sea adult coloring book
You lift my weary hands
That they might praise Your name.
My self condemning tongue
Is Yours to tame.
The love, the care, the unending mercy
All glorify who You are.
Your long suffering grace
Is never too far.
The sacrifice of giving Your Son.
The plan to set us free.
The giving of His life on the cross
To allow ours to be.
The reconciliation wrought for us.
The restoration plan.
The salvation of a world
On the shoulders of one Man.
Worthy of praise
And unconditional trust.
I love You, Father!
I love You, Jesus!
11.24.19 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: my Sea adult coloring book
This love that You have poured throughout my life,
Has been the wonder of every breath I take.
You desire so much good for me,
And lovingly watch every step I make.
You bring beauty to my life,
And to those You know I love.
You create signature creations
That clearly testify of You above.
You provide mercy to save me,
And grace to amaze me,
Arms to hold me,
And Your heart to embrace me.
So many wonders and miracles
To woo my heart to Yours,
To strengthen my faith
And to faithfully reassure.
11.13.19 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
The love of God compels me
To keep hanging in,
Not to give up so easy,
And remember His own journey with agony.
He, too, walked a like of discomfort,
loss of loved ones and family.
He, too, knew the betrayal of church hurts,
And being accused of ungodliness.
The man born of a virgin,
To die for the sins of the world,
Is burdened for me,
And loves me in a way
I’ll never fully know.
But I know He loves me,
And that’s all I need to know.
The love of God compels me
To love.
11.10.19 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
How long this ocean line stretches.
It reaches to follow me.
From Your heart You reach out
To make sure I know You’re there.
Your waves playfully wave.
They roll forward to push me gently,
And then crash against me
To make their presence clearly known.
It’s You… sending messages of love…
To me… again and again.
I lay on the shore
With my heart smiling for joy.
No matter how far I go,
Or wherever I am,
You’re always in arms length…
Your arms holding me.
I love the way You love me!
11.17.19 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: The God of the universe! ❤
Drop by drop
The ink becomes a word.
A listening ear longs to hear.
The voice makes it heard.
Turn a page.
Lift the pen.
The lonesome heart
Longs to hear again.
There is a book
That never ends,
Because when you finish,
You rebegin.
The soul is filled
With peace within.
This is what happens
When Christ comes in.
Memorize a proverb.
Reread a psalm.
Find such love
In the book of John.
Drop by drop,
His blood was shed.
His message of love
Was written in red.
Pick up the book.
Turn a page or two.
His dying message
Was written for you.
8-19-2019 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
The windows are open.
The sun is shining bright.
Yet the dark clouds
Are just as present
And dropping the rain
Very strong upon the earth.
They are both standing their positions.
The rain pours down the windshield
And windows that are closed.
It’s enough to blur the view.
The world is not as clear.
The breeze caresses the flowers,
Yet is unfelt by the skin.
A cooling off for earth.
8-19-2019 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: God and His wonderful ways. 🙂
Life pouring out of a hurting soul.
It trickles as it falls.
A Savior’s blood pours forth to save,
His loving voice calls.
“My loved one I see the pain that drains,
And know all too well.
How it felt to suffer and agonize
When on My knees I fell.
I cried out to My Father to remove My burden,
Yet accepted what He gave.
And in return He strengthened Me
To bare it to My grave.
It took that death to restore that life,
And remove the burden within.
Now I have eternal life,
And will never lose it again.
I gave that life to give you yours
Because I love you so.
The Father longs to strengthen you,
And let your burden go.”
7-18-2019 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: The burden my Savior suffered making the sacrifice He made
Searching as we walk,
I enjoy our time to talk.
Asking all the questions in my mind
That never seem to come at this time.
At a loss for words or insight,
You bring to my darkness Your Light.
I notice You have my hand in Yours.
Your love pours and pours.
Resigned to my silence, I cling.
I am so grateful for all You bring.
Regardless of what I can or cannot give,
You trust me with this life I live.
4-23-2019 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
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
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
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
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