He's like the lightning in the sky each time I feel it near. The beauty of its pretty color sinks beneath my fear.
Jesus, sometimes I feel like we’re strangers.
Sometimes I neglect You altogether.
I don’t want to ever be distant from You
I wait for the day we’re together forever.
You have suffered and sacrificed so much
Just because You love me.
Why would I ever throw that away?
I am glad You fight for me.
Draw me close to you.
Help me to know You again.
You will always be my Savior.
And I want to always be Your friend.
1-24-2005 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
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.
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! ❤
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