Our Church Trip

Our church trip was so fun!
The fellowship was such a gift.
The voices, laughter, and smiles
Gave me such a needed lift.
The cookies, the brownies, the joke,
The chance to share and grow,
The opportunity to spend some time
And learn of others what I did not know.
The drive, the bus, the bumpy ride itself,
Was something we’ll never forget.
And to share in growing with God
Was certainly the greatest blessing yet.
The sermon, the songs, the meals,
And browsing through the bookstore.
To share this all with our busy Pastor & wife
Was a blessing all the more.
Returning from out trip and day so long,
We are glad to make it end.
Thank You, Lord, for blessing my son and I.
We would gladly go again.

8-10-2003 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: our first Sword of the Lord Conference trip
With our church Temple Baptist

Between Toll and Soul

Lord, I pay bill after bill
And it seems I only get more behind.
I know this isn’t so poetic.
But this is what’s on my mind.
I know money doesn’t matter to You,
And that You grace us with blessings.
Yet we are also to tithe our gifts,
And the bills just keep on pressing.
How do we balance between toll and soul
When we cannot ignore the cost of living?
How do we encourage one another
When there’s pressure to be giving?
So many say don’t worry about it,
That worrying is a sin,
Yet even You know we must give to Caesar
And tithe tithe to the ordained men.
Please forgive me, if my prayer is wrong.
I do not wish to shame.
I am just bringing it to Your throne,
And praying in Your Son’s Holy name.
Amen

11-8-2001 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: A normal pay day
Thank You, God, for a paycheck!

My Son’s Smile

My son’s smile is the light of my life.
God grants me such a bright gift in him each day.
I love the way he smiles at me
In his own shy and playful way.
Jokes, riddles, or just giving hugs.
He knows how to uplift a heart.
God knew what He was doing creating children.
They are His precious art.
My son is a treasure from God,
For which I’ll always be blessed.
His smile is the grandest joy,
Bringing me nothing less.
Kiss, kiss, my son.
To you I send my love.
I thank our Father in heaven
For sending you from above.
Even in your sleep at night,
Your smile is always lit.
What pleasant dreams God must give you.
I thank and praise Him for it.

1-21-2000 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My delightful child Anthoni Lance Brookshire

Waiting for the Godly Love of My Future Mother-in-Law

God, I am in pain again because of a possible “mother-in-law.”
A man I love loves me and I love him so.
His mother doesn’t care for me, and actually fears my hurting her son.
I understand her fear.
I am a mother of a son myself.
But I am not out to hurt her son, just as he is not out to hurt me.
But I cannot promise I will not hurt him, just as he cannot promise me he won’t hurt me.
All I want to do is share You with him, and share him with You.
I enjoy being with Him, and talking about You with him.

So why, Lord, why would a mother not want me in her son’s life?
Does she not want me to be his spiritual support, as You do?
Does she not want me to be praying for him every moment I can?
Does she not want me reading Your Holy Word with him?
Does she not want me praying for his whole family?
Does she not want a Godly woman raising her son’s children?
Her grandchildren?
Why would a woman of God not want that in another woman of God for her son?

So many times I sit and ask myself, What is wrong with me?
Why wouldn’t she want me to be there for her son?
Am I not a Godly woman to her? Does that even matter to her?”
And then I realize what I’m doing.
I’m putting myself down because someone else cannot see those qualities in me,
Or doesn’t care about those things.
If a woman, a mother, doesn’t care for those things… she couldn’t possibly care for her son,
And if she does care for these things, and therefore cares for her son,
But cannot see this in me, she is not the woman of God I need my mother-in-law to be,
Or the woman of God You have chosen to be my mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law You send me will be a woman of God first and always,
In all matters, including with her son.
My mother-in-law will love her son and his wife.
She will have a love for all.
Loving others will be her heart’s desire because her heart is filled with Your love.
She will be on her knees in prayer for me and my son.
She will lift her voice in praise to thank You for bringing two children of God together.
She will know all there is to know about me and will still accept me in her home, her heart, and her family.
She will love me as You do… just as I am.

My mother-in-law will be a woman who will help me grow spiritually, and will enjoy being a part of doing so.
She will praise You that the woman her son loves, loves God most.
She will praise You that her grandchildren will have a Christian father, a Christian mother, a Christian brother, and a Christian home.
And I will praise You that I have a Christian mother-in-law that I can confidently trust my children’s spiritual well-fare with… all of my children… including my child born before meeting her son.

Finally… my son will have a Christian father who has a Christian mother of his own.
He will have a whole new Christian family, along with the one he has in my Christian family, to support him and help him grow.
My faithful obedience in trusting You will bring my son a Christian grandmother who has raised such a Christ-like young man herself, that my son can benefit and learn from that Christ-like young man as his Christ-like father.
And he, my son, will be able to share that with his brothers and sisters, and all he meets.

Most of all, my mother-in-law will be someone I can do to for advice, a talk, or comfort.
She will allow me to be there for her as a Christian daughter-in-law when I can.
We will share in being there for one another.
And we will pray on our knees together for “our family.”
We will praise You together for “our family.”
My mother-in-law will not be perfect, nor a Saint, but she will be Christ-like and have such a heart for God, and all of His creation… each one!

Thank You, God, for thinking of me with such love and heart.
Thank You for Your every blessing large and small… and that I am unaware of.
Praise You for Your awesome power and love.
In Jesus name I pray.
-Amen!

6-15-1999 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Dedicated to my future mother-in-law. God bless you for your loving heart. Thank you for loving my husband (your son) and teaching him the most valuable gift… the love of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Thank you for building that in him to pass onto our children… all of our children. Praise the Lord!

I Love You and You Love Me, Honey

I love you and you love me.
I met you under that big tree.
I love you and you love me.
I got stung by a bumble bee.
I love you and you love me.
That big bee came from that tree.
I love you and you love me.
If you look up you can see.
I love you and you love me.
That big bee made his hive in the tree.
I love you and you love me.
I’m gonna climb up that tree.
I love you and you love me.
Cause I’m gonna get some bees’ honey.
I love you and you love me.
If I get stung and fall catch me.
I love you and you love me.
I’m gonna share of my honey.
I love you and you love me.
With my one and only.
I love you and you love me.
Can you guess who’s my honey?
I love you and you love me.
You oughta know you’re my honey!

2-1999
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: wrote this for Anthoni and David
To sing to Jimmy Crack Corn and I Don’t Care just for fun!

Consumed With College Stress

Two days into the New Year and I cannot feel excited.
I really feel as though I missed Christmas,
Maybe even a few extra holiday and many other days
Of this year we have just abandoned.
So many hours of school have made college my first priority.
And though I still make it a point to spend time with my son,
My family, my God, and myself..
It seems as though I am consumed with the stress of a collegiate education.

1-2-1999
Written by Gail Brookshire

Cowboy Lance

Cowboy Lance was a good ole boy.
He took after his grandpappy and uncles when it came to being a man.
He got his manners from the women folk,
And you know his love for God did too.
His maw sure did love him from the day he was born.
He was the only baby I ever seen born on a horse,
With a gun in each hand.
If you ever run into him, you’d better be nice.
Cause he’ll zip right through ya.
But don’t you worry gals.
He’s still a heartbreaker.
Why he had a showdown with Billy the Kid himself,
On a’count Cowboy Lance stole his favorite gal.
Even married her.
But she died of smallpox.
The secret to Cowboy Lance’s heart is not a hard thing to find,
But he sure does like a whole lot of them,
So be sure to get a whole lot… Of sweet Roses!
So be sure to look for Cowboy Lance
Riding on his famous white horse.
His horse’s name is… Polliwog.
The End.

6-17-1996 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
(Cowboy Lance’s Mom)
Inspiration: my son use to sit in the computer lab where I worked.
My boss loved teaching him how to use graphics (when GIFs just came out).
He and I wrote this together when he was 8 years old.