Pouring Out Life

Life pouring out of a hurting soul.
It trickles as it falls.
A Savior’s blood pours forth to save,
His loving voice calls.
“My loved one I see the pain that drains,
And know all too well.
How it felt to suffer and agonize
When on My knees I fell.
I cried out to My Father to remove My burden,
Yet accepted what He gave.
And in return He strengthened Me
To bare it to My grave.
It took that death to restore that life,
And remove the burden within.
Now I have eternal life,
And will never lose it again.
I gave that life to give you yours
Because I love you so.
The Father longs to strengthen you,
And let your burden go.”

7-18-2019 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: The burden my Savior suffered making the sacrifice He made

Nothing Alone

I don’t care if the whole world doesn’t agree
With how I see You, and You see me!
If I am with You
With my eyes wide open and my heart sealed tight.
If I my eyes are closed and I only see You in my heart.
That’s okay.
Whether my eyes are open, my eyes are closed.
Whether I shout to the world, or no one knows.
Whether they comment, share reblog, retweet,
Or NOT.
Whether they never pay attention,
Or simply don’t agree.
If they can’t see You, they don’t need to see me!

I am nothing! Absolutely nothing!
Whether it makes my world uncomfortable
For me to say such a thing or not…
I DON’T CARE.
“I” have not survived anything.
“I” am not a hero or inspiration.
It is ALL YOU!
I am only who I am because of THE Great I AM.
I am nothing… ALONE.
You make me who I am…
And that is a little I am of THE Great I AM.
I am only because of You.
Therefore there’s only You.
And I love You!
Just the way You are!

4-1-2019 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Never Been Surer

So far away from the world,
I grow to know You more.
So far away from You,
I fear You don’t want me anymore.
The lies that follow the world
Try to convince me they’re from You,
But after knowing You personally,
I know that will never be true.
Your Holy word assures us
You love us and always will.
We are to rely on Your word,
Not on what we feel.
No one has ever been truer.
No one has ever been purer.
Nothing and no one
Has ever made me surer.
The One who pursues me
No matter how much I fail,
Loves me 🙂
And loves me so well!

2-17-19 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Bearing My Burdens

How my soul drags
And drags me along with it.
I’m trying to fight
The urge to quit.
Ghosts of the past.
Worries of the future.
For all that I know,
I am more unsure.
Troubles arise.
Answers appear.
Why is it such a battle
To face doubt and fear?
Weakened by life,
I lay in despair.
Strengthened by Christ,
My burdens I bear.

1-12-2019 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire

What Was Only Ours

Samson, you disappoint me.
You let me down.
After so many years of nurturing,
Of personally preparing you,
And giving you strength like no other.
After everything you have meant to me,
I have meant so little to you
That you would kiss away that strength
With the breath from your lips.
Words that betray.
Words that reveal.
Words that invite the enemy
To take you away from me.
You have given yourself over to them.
And when you have awakened
From your lullaby of love,
You will find yourself abandoned…
Chained… imprisoned… and alone.
And the strength you’ve come to rely on
Will be gone.
How you grieve me.
How you break my heart.
You have allowed evil to separate us
When I long to hold you so close
And wish you had trusted me,
That you had protected what was only ours.

12-9-2016 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Samson’s Secret Strength

The Harvest Has Yet to Be Sorted

Many accounted pains have placed our hearts in the hand of a God who is believed to be squeezing the life out of us with His mighty grip,
Yet they are the very things that God Himself has tried to warn us of doing or has so lovingly been patient with us as long as He could in our disobedience.
Choices are a gift of love… God seems to understand that,
But we seem to think that the gift to choose our lives means until we damage what we can no longer control, then God will restore for us what we only continue to destroy again.
A sacrifice of love is no longer even an issue for so many.
They actually feel they live on a cross every day, taking on the world’s sin and ugliness, only to be sent to their graves at an early age.
They have no idea the misconception so unfortunately built on a theory that “everything is God’s fault.”
They have no consideration that the very suffering laid upon each generation is a direct result of the sinful choices chosen is generations past.
There is no thought of a man who allowed His Son to experience violence, murder, abuse, mockery, and unspeakable sufferings that we have yet to thank God for what we can not even imagine.
This man in heaven “chose” to allow His Son to make that “choice” for Himself.
And His Son displayed His Father’s wisdom, love, grace, and mercifulness.
Many would turn and reject Him and His Father, as they do now, and yet still the crucifixion took place.
Despite the act of love, we still blame God for what we are too selfish to do ourselves in helping, loving one another, and saving the world in what opportunities given… “entrusted” to us.
We think we have seen it all when tragedy strikes us, yet we forget… we don’t even give thought to the God who has seen suffering and tragedy from the moment Eve grieved herself into temptation to the future violence in our streets this world has yet to really endure.
So many people who claim to know this loving God and His Son spend hours and quality moments of God-given time arguing of the proper way, the only way, and the denominational way of sharing a message that they are “too righteous” to understand.
In determination that this urgent message of love be given in the “only way they believe in” they waste and destroy so many lost lives standing right in front of them with a broken and open heart longing to know of such a love as this God.
The role of women is tossed back and forth and so debated upon that children don’t even hear the point of why men or women are here upon this earth.
How “on earth” can they find their own place in life?
Knees… our open altars to a Holy Spirit who waits for even one soul to adhere to the “comforter” that Jesus Christ left behind for peace and direction,
And yet they greatest cry is still, “who will comfort us, who will guide us, who will be our God?”
From the beginning to the end, we will continue to roam the wilderness in search of our manna.
But the soul will never be fully fed, until the Great Harvest, when the Planter shall gather what He has grown.
Will you be ready for the season, or will your roots have been too damaged by your environment?

8-16-1999 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Darkness Is God Too

We praise so much of God being the light, of Jesus lighting the way,
And being the light of the earth
That we make people forget God is in the darkness.
“He made darkness his secret hiding place;
His pavilion round about HIm were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies.”
 – Psalms 18:11 KJV
So many people are convinced that God is gone when all is so dark.
We teach so often that evil is black, dark, and unknown,
But that is not true.
God loves the darkness,
And as much as He allows us to know,
Everything about Him is unknown to us.
People wouldn’t be so afraid of the dark.
If we didn’t convince them God will only be in the light.

8-1999
Written by Gail Brookshire