Team Confidence

Confidence… confidence…
Do you despise me?
Or are you the victim
When Satan tries me?
I hear your cry.
I hear your scream.
Yet I seem to join
The other team.
You give me wings
And bid me, “Fly,”
Encourage me,
“Let doubt
Pass you by.”
But then a whisper shouts,
“What are you doing?
You don’t know what’s ahead.
You can’t keep going.”
So to the earth
I descend in fear,
Waiting for
The next step to hear.
As I wonder,
Here or there?
I find myself
Teamed with despair.
A teammate stricken
With so much doubt,
Every direction
Leaves me lingering about.
From time to time
The Spirit whispers, “Listen.
Don’t you realize
Something’s missing?
I gave a guide
And instructed you
To stay nearby
And I’d come through.
But you turned away
And followed doubt.
You have carelessly
Left me out.”
Satan throws
His two cents in,
Tempting me
To just give in.
“Follow your heart.
You’re right in your own eyes.”
But as I stumble and fall,
I feel the pain of his disguise.
So once again on my knees,
The Spirit hears me cry.
He tells me, “Confidence awaits
To restore your wings to fly.”
Ascending heights of faith,
I return to where I belong,
Trusting God’s confidence
That I can be strong.

1-27-2017 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire

God’s Writer

God’s Writer… that’s what I am, God… Your writer.
You allow me this beautiful privilege
Of taking words and comforting others,
With words that can only come from Your Spirit
Whispering so softly in my ear.
You allow me the honor of being the first
To witness the powerful message
You have given my pen to witness for You.
I am amazed and overwhelmed by what
My ink has revealed from my soul.
Only You could place such wonder in my hand.
You teach me and bless me
Just as those You reach out to through me.
Thank You for being such a generous God.
Thank You for sharing with me
The ability to share You with others,
In my pen, in my mouth, in my life.
Thank You for making me Your writer… God’s Writer.

6-23-2003 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: I use to go by God’s Writer when social media first came about.
But as that became popular for others to use, I began to feel so unworthy
To even call myself that. Eventually gaillovesgod became my username
because it was what He helped me to see was my testimony…
To still love Him… no matter what… that in itself is a miracle and a
Privilege for any of us… to be able to love someone and that someone
Love us. God is that someone! And always will be! ❤

My Love Will Never End

God touched a little girl broken and abandoned
and said, “I’ll be your friend.”
He drew her into His arms and loved her,
and promised He would to the end.
As she grew, she lived on His word,
never able to forget.
Whenever she made a mistake that hurt Him,
she would soon regret.
Tormented by guilt and shame of her choices,
she grew away more each day.
Her Lord came in patient mercy and asked,
“Why do you push me away?”
With tear filled eyes, she looked into His
and simply replied,
“You said you would love me to the end,
but one day I will die.”
With concern He looked at her and reassured,
“But that will keep us together.”
“Yes,” she said, “If I had no sin in my life.
But only Heaven and Hell are forever.
You said you would love me to the end
and that I have believed.
But I am filled with sorrow to know
at my death You must leave.”
Touched by the misunderstanding
of the heart He knew He could mend,
God lovingly responded, “Then let me rephrase that,
my love for you will never end.”

12-10-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

I Read

I read.
I read for comfort, for entertainment, for pleasure.
I read to learn, to grow, to discover,
and I read to absorb the art of God’s treasure.
The written word is such a drug for me.
There is so much to read.
This is not just a way to pass time.
This is a genuine need.
There are times reading needs a break.
To find the time to read is the true conflict.
I pray for the moment to come
and praise my Lord when I finally have it.
Now there are times I avoid reading
because I want to reject the world in every way,
but sooner or later I am drawn in by the word
and just have to know what the writer has to say.
I read.
I read because I have a need to read.
Writers, please continue to supply my joy.
God, thank you, for this artistic breed.

6-21-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

Telling Like It Is

I write hard and I write cold.
I tell it just the way it is.
You can criticize me all you want.
Your dislike is not necessarily His.
Just because you fear or appall
what I have to say,
doesn’t mean I’ll put my pen down,
nor turn and walk away.
If you don’t like it,
don’t read it.
If you hate what you read,
you don’t need it.
But someone somewhere
knows exactly how I feel,
and there’s a world full of people
who love my being real.
God is the one who made the ink
that flows from this pen,
and the message was very clear,
“This shall be in print.”
So as you read and judge my work,
remember I am a part of His.
His command to me is not just to write,
but to tell it like it is.

7-4-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
This was written several years ago because there were some people who were tired of me writing about God all of the time, and there were some Christian friends who thought I was a little “too honest” with my testimony. I write what God gives me.

Taking Time to Get to Know You

Taking time to get to know You,
I long to know even more.
There’s so much to You.
I’ll be learning forevermore.
You lead me and teach me
Then reteach me all again.
Your wisdom and knowledge
Seem to have no end.
Your word reveals so much
Yet conceals so much more.
Each day that I read You
Makes me long for even more.
Keep whispering in my ear.
Keep showing me who You are.
I want You right beside me.
Don’t ever go too far.

9-21-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)