The Lord Can Do!

Churches, children, Christians…
All so alike, yet different.
Unique in the Lord,
Each will serve a purpose.
Pray for yours!
There is still so much more
That the Lord
Can do in each.
Buildings, babes, backsliders…
All with a need
That continues to grow.
Help them, Lord,
To reach their potential.
Thank You, Lord,
For Your protection!

12-30-2004 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

On Sacred Grounds

In his room, a place he calls his own.
This is his space and not for others to know.
For to even enter is to come upon Sacred Grounds..
Sacred Grounds… let’s think about that.
Here is a room where one can enter with purity
And depart with stolen innocence.

As the Christian girl approaches the open door,
It symbolizes the the open invitation to temptation.
Temptation is what consumes this room.
He holds out his hand to the young woman.
She looks into his eyes and comes forward.
His persuasion convinces her entrance.
Yes, she chooses to accept the offer,
And as her heart weakens, seduction is his strength.

Lights are low, music so soft.
They’re alone with how they feel.
Too close to a welcoming bed they dance.
While she struggles to resist the moment,
The moment struggles to insist surrender.
Kisses… so warm upon her neck.
He whispers the soft masculine words.
Her yearnings are put to the ultimate test.
And as she fails to stand her ground,
She lays down with him on his.
Though she has been promised it will feel like heaven,
And the two hearts may feel like it is…
All hell is breaking loose.

The angels have deserted the child of purity.
Purity has deserted the angel.
A Heavenly Father releases the hands of His children,
As His heirs have been erased from HIS WILL!
For while the young man is guilty of stealing her innocence,
She is guilty of treason by sleeping with the enemy.
She has lost her shield in the heat of the battle.
Within the Sacred Grounds, she has been stripped of her armor.
The warrior has been tamed and prepared for conversion.
Her combat instructions were to pray for her enemies,
And to set the example for the prisoners of war,
Just in case the Master of Reason captured a soldier who would
Discover the desire to march as a knight for the King.
Her disobedience has injured the strategic healing
Of a dying cadet by the Captain of Miracles.
General Physician had worked long and hard to salvage the private
From a world of uncertainty
Because the Peacemaker had longed to reassure this skilled man
Of an unfailing love and a heavenly place made just for him
Upon HOLY and Sacred Grounds.

As the trial begins, the judge opens His book.
The transcripts convict the violators of sin and shame.
They are found unworthy to walk upon the Sacred Grounds.
Cast into the fire ignited by the very passion that led to their destruction,
Guilt is all they share.

5-12-1998 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: The Lord was working on me around this time of the possible consequences of seeking or giving into comfort and pleasure. It’s not just me in that moment. Temptation is a struggle for both sexes… and for Christians and non-Christians alike. We are to pray and be support for one another. The enemy is looking for every foothold he can get.

What Have I Come To?

Unable to communicate,
unable to do,
seeking for my purpose,
what have I come to?
That which I know
does nothing I see.
That I do
offends and disagrees.
That which others want
is not your desire,
and if it is,
I’m obviously fired.
Hanging on
to hanging in,
I wonder if
I’ll glorify you again.

5-28-12 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

My Solid Desert Rock

Wasting away amid this desert,
I cling to this rock.
My exhausted and defeated vessel
is in shock.
With no strength of my own,
I lay amid the dirt
praising your name
that I am too numb to hurt.
This arid and burning heat
actually comforts my wounds.
My oasis is in the hope
of You coming for me soon.
I am well aware of the journey
it took to get this far,
and only You know the way.
You are my guiding star.
This rock… this completely solid rock
is where I take refuge.
What happens from here
is completely up to You.

3-14-15 written by Gail Brookshire
Moses… A Man for the Ages inspired

It Rained On The Just

He came to salvage and set free.
He was destroyed and nailed to a tree.
He came to love and lead to God.
He was hated, despised, and mocked.
He came to teach and plead for souls.
He was hunted down and betrayed by a mole.
He came to heal and restore from death.
He was beaten and stolen of breath.
He who knew no sin bore our shame,
but our ungratefulness became blame.
We were the crowd crying, “Crucify” Jesus!
It absolutely rained on the just!

2015 written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Matthew 5:45 KJV
“That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven:
for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good,
and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.”
For my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ!

My Gift is Yours

This writing You gave me years ago
has always been between just us,
but You have allowed it to bless others,
thereby glorifying the name of Jesus.
Many times You have been my friend
to come to with my problems in ink.
Many times You have rescued me
when my life convinced me I would sink.
Your words have always encouraged me first,
as I was always blessed to read first.
And then You have delightfully surprised me
when others have said it quenched their thirst.
A thirst for You and an encouraging word
to comfort their aching soul.
You have allowed this pen
to help You make others feel whole.
Thank You for sharing with me
and all those You’ve shared Yourself with.
To honor and glorify Your Holy name
is my ever prayerful wish.

2015 written by Gail Brookshire

Obedience = God’s Will

Young, unknown,
untrained, unwanted,
yet unmoved!
David was chosen
by God himself,
despite being unapproved.
Willingness to obey,
faithful to his own,
a man after God’s own heart.
David won his victory
when asked to duty,
not knowing his vital part.
Don’t turn away
what God can give
when we simply obey.
The battle is fierce,
the army unkind,
but God will have his way.

7-3-12 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
Inspiration 1 Samuel 17