Burdened by Flesh

A head hung in shame,
A heart broken just to know
That she has pained her Savior
Or caused any woe.
So much He has done for her,
This she realizes.
She makes no pretense.
She has caused her crisis.
Weighing heavily on her soul
Is the disappointment of her Lord.
She was genuine in confessing her sins,
And intended to do no more.
Yet here is the truth,
that she cannot escape the flesh.
She, like everyone else,
Will sin until her death.
Only His word and His blood
Can forgive and restore.
He walks through life with her
Till she reaches His shore.

7-22-15 written by Gail Brookshire

It Is His Gift

To lay one’s head down
and in sweet peace sleep,
not worrying about tomorrow,
for one knows God will keep.
To awaken refreshed in peace again,
as the head begins to lift.
A moment like this only God provides.
It is His gift.

To face a scary moment in faith
and trust the ailing body to strangers.
When life and health are threatened,
and the soul even seems in danger.
To awaken refreshed in health again,
as the healing begins to lift.
The Great Physician restores.
It is His gift.

To hear the sound of little voices
praising God with His own hymns.
To be able to experience the joy
that surely God finds in them.
To take in such beauty
as the voices together lift.
Only God can perfect such praise.
It is His gift.

5-11-15 written by Gail Brookshire