Eternal Day of No Enemies

Jealousy, envy, rage,
All create the fiercest enemies.
Foes that torture,
And bring you to your knees.
They carry hatred and vengeance,
And weapons to wound and kill.
They seek that one opportunity,
Because they will.
Deep inside each one of us
Is another wicked foe
Causing havoc in our mind,
And to those we love and know.
That old man is eaten up
In a flesh of sinful nature.
Without the Holy Ghost,
He can never spiritually mature.
God can be an enemy
To those who stand against Him,
To those who threaten His children,
Or would dare to harm them.
God can stop the evil, wicked, and ugly.
God can put to death.
God can stop the heart.
God can remove breath.
But He has created a place
Where no enemies are allowed.
All tongues will confess.
All knees will bow.
This eternal Day will come,
To know a peace like no other.
We’ll love and worship our God,
And finally love one another.

11.23.2021 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: 1 Samuel 17-20, Saul, and self

Therapeutic Escapes

Hacks, and jacks, and unclaimed thoughts.
Which one am I?
Hello, Goodbye, miscommunicating altogether.
Don’t even know why.
Highs, lows, the roller coaster of life.
Which ride today?
Younger self, Defensive self, the whole is incomplete.
Which role will I play?
Denial. Avoidance. Therapeutic escapes.
Where shall I go?
Fly the sky, among the clouds so high.
There’s nothing left below.

2.27.19 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Stepping Stones

The first time I thought of myself as a SELF I guess,
Was when I first realized I had something to hide,
Be ashamed of,
And something to fear from someone else.
Knowing others could escape it, change it, or defeat it,
Was something to make me feel like I was all bad myself,
And by myself in a world of good and bad people.
But also somehow I knew I was not guilty,
Had no reason to be ashamed,
And that even though I feared it,
As soon as I grew up I would defeat it,
And never worry about it again.
But also, in a little way felt like I was the only one who knew
Why I had nothing to be ashamed of, or fear.
It was a great, wonderful miracle of GOD to discover the world agreed with me
Because when I grew up it made me feel so much better about myself,
And about the world and myself getting along.
Now I’ve learned to love myself and others,
Even more, the best things… Life and GOD.
Life was what I hated, and GOD I never knew.
Now they are my favorite inspirations,
My only hope for survival and eternity in love.

3-17-1994
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: assignment from Creative Writing Class, Spring 1994.
Taught by E.P.