A Trail of Words

A trail of words leading me.
My vision slightly impaired.
I know that you are leading me,
But I do not know where.
The words themselves are cloudy.
Sometimes distorting the view.
But I know they are instructed
To bring glory to You.
Words bring definition and clarity
To things uncertain.
But they’re meant to be a blessing,
Not a burden.
These words are words You’re giving me,
But come with a dose of patience.
I pray and listen,
And wait for Your Presence.

10.21.2020 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Drowning In Bills

I am drowning in bills,
suffocating in stress.
I work so hard to make it,
yet seem to pay off less.
I struggle to pray.
I struggle to believe.
I struggle to obey
and trust you will not leave.
Please enrich my spirit
with peace that you are in control.
Be my strength, as I have none.
You alone make me whole.

10-23-2002 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)