The Voice

Love this guys honesty……a good read.

Broken Believers

“My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.”

John 10:27, NLT

Do you hear him? He is always speaking to his own; with many things, some pertaining to guidance, and other issues. He delights in teaching us– through words of wisdom that encourage us to follow, or how to really love your neighbor.

He desires to point out things as we encounter them; your curiosity in the natural is meant to be spiritual as well. His soul is that of a teaching shepherd, and he delights in his ministry to us. And we need his instruction.

Regular time with him can not be separated from our daily routine. I have learned that he accommodates himself to us, the ‘grist’ of life is his blackboard. The events that I encounter are his ‘lessons.’ As I move through my life I ‘hear’ his voice. I begin to…

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Eyes That See Things Differently

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The wonder of a sweet, sweet heart

Is there for God to see

You think you’ve got it all messed up

But I’ve got news for thee

 

All the little things you do

The ways that your heart cares

Does not go without a nod from God

Please know that He’s aware

 

We focus on the screw-ups

And think that’s all there is

God does not see us that way

Especially when we are His

 

He sees us as His children

His love will not depart

As long as we stay close to Him

He will reveal His heart

 

God sees things so differently

Than we see things ourselves

He looks with love upon us

We’re never on the shelf

 

He actively awaits us

To turn our thoughts to Him

To come into His presence

So He can help us win

 

He takes such…

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Random Thoughts

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A bleeding heart

Who can see

It’s deep inside

 

Does anyone care?

Probably not

Is there love anywhere?

Good question

 

The answer is Yes

His name is Jesus

And the cool thing is

He’s always there

Sees every tear

Hears every cry

That’s the cool thing about being Omnipresent

Everywhere – all the time

 

Although I guess it’s not so cool for Him

Though He chose to walk the path

He catches our tears with love

He could have just let us die

 

But He didn’t

Does that make you curious?

How He must feel

How He must think

Why in the world does He see us as so important?

 

He chose to value us

Chose to love us

Guess that’s just what He wanted

 

So I challenge you my friend

Aren’t you curious?

He’s a treasure to find

But it’s all in His…

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Honoring Father

I was thinking about my Dad, Fred Chamblee, today. Most people didn’t know what he lived through. I guess at the time he thought it was appropriate for him to keep quiet so as not to affect the confidence of his clients. He was an attorney.

My Dad had brittle diabetes from his 20’s on. He was not one to complain, almost to a fault! It was not until much later when I had my own health issues, that I could really see and appreciate his courage and fortitude.

He got up every day and poked a hole in his skin so he could measure his blood sugar. Then he loaded a shot and gave it to himself in the stomach or where ever he could find. He did this twice a day for at least 50 years, so that he could continue to live. Some misinformed charismatics would say that he was “faithless” because he must not have believed God to heal him. But I see it a different way. He had to walk in faith every day of his life, trusting God to keep him alive. Faith pleases God, anyway you look at it!

Many times he was supernaturally rescued by the hand of God. Once my mother was driving in town and got a horrible feeling she could not shake off. She turned the car around and drove to my dad’s office and found him unconscious under the table. He was minutes from death. She gave him what he needed and called the ambulance, but they both knew it was the leading of the Holy Spirit and Divine intervention that saved him.

Another time, he wasn’t aware of his blood sugar being off and was driving erratically. A policeman that happen to know him and know he was a diabetic, came up behind him. He gently pulled up beside him and forced him off the road. This man was so respectful and took my dad home and saw to it that the car was returned. How rare and tender are the mercies of God and bless the kind policeman that helped him.

Later in life, he became more open about his diabetes, even encouraging young men that had to learn to deal with it. He also was the first in town to try out the new insulin pump and had his picture in the paper.

As I think about it now, his life was heroic in that manner. He didn’t give up. He kept walking forward. I’m sure there were days that were fearful and days where he didn’t feel like eating right or sticking a needle in his body. He must have felt like a pin cushion. But he kept living and I was so glad that he lived to a good old age of 79. Those were not easy years. He had a relationship with God and his faith I’m sure is part of what kept him going. He kept fighting the good fight of faith.

So for this and many other things. I want to say a “thank you” to Fred Chamblee. He wasn’t perfect by any means, but he was a courageous man, even though for most of the years only God his Father really understood what faith it took to keep going.
Thank you for reading this! I know it’s not Fathers day or anything, but today I just felt like “honoring my father”.

Blessings, Jean

TREASURE THE TWILIGHT

In the twilight of life
Things start to change
How you view time
The value of things

A clearer perspective
Can come your way
If you gracefully accept
There’s an end to our days

Each moment becomes precious
A value in time
Each word that is spoken
Each rhythm and rhyme

A day to encourage
A gift that’s sublime
There is no small offering
In the eyes of Divine

The world cries “less value”
Unless we produce
What seems right to them
The ways that they choose

But God sees it different
If only a prayer
Said from a bedside
Can bring heaven’s air

The most powerful of things
Dwells in our hearts
Our hunger for Him
Need never depart

No matter our state
If we are in Him
A blessing we bring
Until our life ends

And then there are memories
Prayers that live on
A God that remembers
And still hears our song

Carrying those loved ones
Whose name whispered clear
Prayers said for strangers
Whose plight we could hear

So yes, there is value
At all stages of life
Until the day comes
When we’re swallowed in Light

Every prayer uttered
Every word spoken right
Things done for the King
Will keep shining bright

So when you reach twilight
Don’t ever back off
Your faith still works wonders
Though others may scoff

copyright 2014 Jean Chamblee

HOPE IN HEAVEN’S LIGHT

Though trials that we face now
May not fade away
The one who overcomes them
Knows how to lead the way

As we follow Jesus
In Him our hope does dwell
Trusting Him and knowing
Our hope cannot be quelled

Within the midst of all of this
We have a chance to grow
Though things in life change value
As we see them we will know

So as the dark gets darker
Within you there’s a light
Strengthen it with knowledge of God
And let your spirit shine bright

We can carry His wisdom
Know how to follow His voice
And He will lead us in the way
That quiets all the noise

Oh how Father loves us
There’s such great joy to be had
Let truth about the kingdom
Keep you from feeling sad

Victory awaits us
Because we are in Him
There’s nothing that this world does have
That Heaven’s light can’t dim

copyright 2014 Jean Chamblee

Salvation Is By Faith….there is hope for you and me

John 10:9 .  I am the door. If anyone enters by Me, he will be saved, and will go in and out and find pasture.

John 3:3-8 “Jesus answered and said to him, “Most assuredly, I say to you, unless one is born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.”
Nicodemus said to Him, “How can a man be born when he is old? Can he enter a second time into his mother’s womb and be born?”
Jesus answered, “Most assuredly, I say to you, unless one is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God. That which is born of the flesh is flesh, and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit. Do not marvel that I said to you, ‘You must be born again.’ The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear the sound of it, but cannot tell where it comes from and where it goes. So is everyone who is born of the Spirit.”

Romans 10: 8b-12 “And that message is the very message about faith that we preach: If you openly declare that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. For it is by believing in your heart that you are made right with God, and it is by openly declaring your faith that you are saved. As the Scriptures tell us, “Anyone who trusts in him will never be disgraced.”

Broken Believer

BROKEN BELIEVER

Broken believer
Water poured out
Know that our Father
Has an unending spout

And not only that
He carries the clay
That will mend all the places
Where the cracks have been made

Broken believer
Think you’re a mess
But from God’s perspective
You’re still perfectness

He sees all the parts
From the end to the start
Don’t be discouraged
You’re His piece of art

Broken believer
Beauty is made
Dross is removed
Gold is your shade

Shining as trust
Comes up from your heart
So valuable to Him
As His love makes its mark

Broken believer
Never give up
Know that our Father
Has an unending cup

Pouring into you
Delighting His soul
As His eyes behold you
He sees you as whole

copyright 2014 Jean Chamblee

When Our Troubles Help Us Find Jesus

An uncommon truth…..

The Real Treasures

Such a rich perspective….

Broken Believers

As Christians often our theology tells us that mental illness, depression, and bipolar disorder have no place in the believer’s life.  So we hide, sneaking into our sessions with our therapists, and change the subject to minimize our exposure to direct questions. We have had to hide our issues really well. 

But I would submit to you that it is we who are closest to the Kingdom of God. It is far easier for us to approach the Father, in our brokenness, humility, and lostness. We have needs; a sound mind, a healthy body and we know it. We have no illusions of wellness, nothing can convince us that we are well. We are not. We are broken and only our loving creator can mend us.

You might say that the Church needs us. An Archbishop was given an ultimatum by the Huns who surrounded his cathedral. “You have 24…

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