Arms of Love

Bound by the Arms of Love,
My insecurities secure.
Those Arms of Love comfort me,
And help me to endure.
Wrapped in the Arms of God’s Love,
I long to linger with Him.
When it’s hard to face my realities,
He says, “We’ll deal with them.”
The Arms of Love embrace me,
And strengthen me when I’m weak.
I find my voice in the Arms of Love,
And find the courage to speak.
“Oh, Arms of Love, how grateful I am
That You would lift and hold me.
Being in Your Arms of Love
Has been the character to mold me.
Laying my head to rest in Your Arms of Love
Brings peace deep within.
I love being in Your Arms of Love
Again and again and again!”

7-27-2019 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire

You See Through It All

Here alone with just You and me.
That’s the way I like it to be.
You alone within my heart and soul
Can make me feel completely whole.
When peace escapes my fretting mind,
It’s You I need to seek and find.
When burdens weigh my soul to the ground,
You bid me, “Come. Lay them down.”
You place Your arms beneath to carry,
Then linger still just to tarry.
When darkness lies to my searching eyes,
You help me to see through the disguise.
You light my world and set me free.
You smile and say, “My child, it’s Me!” 🙂

Thanks for coming for me! ❤

2-8-2019 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
PS. I love You, Father God!

The Light of His Darkness

God’s perfect timing is meant to encourage us…
As much as it is to show us how lovely God is…
To seek us in our darkness…
To sit with us in our darkness…
And to shine a Light through our darkness.
How peaceful it is when that Light is the darkness…
Manifested as His glory…
And Love for us.
I am not so afraid of the dark…
Nor distressed by sudden fear…
When He is the darkness…
Because I know it is only to become…
The Light in my heart that never leaves.
May you know that Light…
And embrace His darkness.
He loves just being there with you.
Darkness could never keep Him away.

5-7-2017 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Life is a Journey: Not a Destination Color Journal

In The Arms of God

Here is where I’d rather be
Than any place in the whole wide world.
Just look at those children playing.
They’re so happy.
They have no worries in the world,
And they never will.
Our Father will see to that.
See the rainbow above that beautiful set of clouds
So puffy and white?
That’s His promise He has always kept.
He came back after us,
And brought us to our mansions.
Why would I lose faith in Him now?
From the moment He took my small hand
Into His big, warm, and gentle hand,
And led me down streets of gold,
To my long missed family and friends,
I’ve cried so many tears of joy.
Many said we’d never shed another tear,
But maybe they forgot how wonderful He can be.
After all, tears are beautiful too.
When my mom and dad held me again,
And I got to love my granddad
Without the fear of losing him,
Or forgetting his face,
My heart just melted.
And oh, the most beautiful moment of that day
Was when I met my brother
I had never met before…
My Lord and Savior Jesus Christ!
Here is where I’d rather be
Than any place in the whole wide world…
In the arms of God.

Written by Gail Brookshire

My Loving Caregiver

Hours and days ago,
My life was in Your hands.
It is in Your hands every day.
You are my healer.
You are my comfort.
You are my peace…
Inside and out…
Within and without.
I draw my every breath from You.
You are a caregiver like no one else.
I bow before Your amazing care.
Thank You for loving me so much.
Thank You, Jesus.

1-23-2002 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
PS. Forever Loving You

Not Afraid to be Alone with You

God, my heart is often anxious and in fear of being alone.
I am so common in being afraid I will live without love.
Yet I am so unfair to remark such a thing when I am never alone.
And if there is not a mate in my life, there is still great Love in my life.
You are everything I want in Love.
You are Love.
Being alone is simply being alone with You.
What better place could anyone be?
With You we are free to be ourselves and do not have to regret trusting.
With You we are more likely to stay within Godly boundaries and a promising eternity.
If there is not a mate in my life,
It must either be because You have yet to do work in my life,
Work in his life,
Or work in our coming together…
To worship together.
You simply want to spend some extra time alone with me or him.
The more You allow us to grow in You, the more we will worship You together.
We will be support for one another… and glorify You.
I do not regret trusting You, or fear being alone.
Being alone is being with You and only You.
Thank You for thinking I am so special to spend that time with me.
I know You enjoy worshiping with me,
Being in church with me,
Sharing scripture,
Indulging in daily devotions,
And meditating on my bed at night on Your word,
And oh the joy and smiles You share in singing with me…
I love praising You, Father.
I love sharing You with others,
And oh there are souls who need to know of You.
They feel so alone.
They feel like they will never love or be loved.
I pray for them, Father.
Place in them a peace and love that You give me.
They too will say they are not afraid to be alone…
Not afraid to be alone with You.

1-6-2000 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Thank You For Spending Time With Me

Thank You for spending time with me today.
We had a really nice visit.
I’m so glad I did not walk away from You.
I would have missed it.
With You at my side I felt at peace.
I was glad You were riding with me.
We had such wonderful thoughts.
I really enjoyed Your company.
The breeze was gentle within my hair.
The mountains were a beautiful view.
Clear skies encouraged the sun to shine,
And I felt so in love with You.
How considerate and thoughtful You were
To smile and give me hope.
You built me up and gave me courage
To know that I could cope.
Alas the music was playing so sweet.
The song fit the moment.
I sang along in a message You sang to me,
“I’ll Lead You Home.”
Thank You for making me feel special, Lord.
Thank You for spending time with me.
I hope to spend more time with You.
Jesus, You make me happy.

9-13-1999 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Riding home with Jesus from school