End Time Prophesy

While we have reaped a great economy in days gone by, because of our generosity to other nations. We have also sown the most vile things too. Think about the ungodly movies, porn, greed, and so so much more. It is written in His word and cannot be changed —- Galatians 6 says ” Do not be deceived: God is not mocked. A man reaps what he sows. The one who sows to please his sinful nature. from that nature will reap destruction, the one who sows to please the Spirit, from the Spirit will reap eternal life.”

This will not be pleasant for us – but God is going to purify His church because He said He is coming for a Bride without spot and wrinkle. (Ephesians 5:27)

What to do – if you are a believer – repent and be honest about your sins and confess them to…

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Deep Waters (poetry)

January 26, 2021


 Don’t be afraid of deep waters, my love
 This journey’s been sent from heaven above
 It is at Gethsemane you are purified
 In ways you can’t see, so don’t try to hide
 

 Lay it all bare, at the foot of the cross
 Let His Word cleanse you as you follow it’s path
 Clinging to truth, let all else pass away
 Let it burn up, it’s not meant to stay
 

 Deep into the waters you go
 Let Him enter in to the depths of your soul
 Stirring up places where pain still remains
 Let Him expose them and pour healing rain
 

 copyright  2017  Jean Chamblee
 Empty, empty your heart of it’s pain
 Let the tears fall down like rain
 

 They are a tool so long ago
 Created with knowledge of how things would go
 

 Again you will shine like a summer’s day
 Your heart will light up your smile like a ray
 

 As your heart returns to where it belongs
 To God’s arms alone where in Him there’s no harm
 

 Come again, come again I’ll take you away
 Again we shall experience a brand new day
 

 You know what that means, yet this time anew
 Cherished so rightly from a place made for you
 

 I am yours and you are mine
 We will be together til the end of time
 

 Always there for you in our hiding place
 That we have built while running this race
 

 Come to me, come to me, quickly you’ll see
 How sadness eclipsed by life’s melody
 

 You will sing greatly, your voice has it’s might
 No longer to dwell in mistakes dark, dark night
 

 

 copyright 2016 Jean Chamblee

So, I found this wonderful quote by Martin Luther’s wife (whom I never knew had written anything).    “I had never known,” said Martin Luther’s wife, “what such and such things meant, in such and such psalms, such complaints and workings of spirit; I had never understood the practice of Christian duties, had not God brought me under some affliction.” 

It is not often spoken of.  The goodness of affliction.  Our culture today runs away from it and looks down on those who are underneath some kind of hardship or illness.  But King David understood it all too well.  Here are his words:  Psalm 119:71

It is good for me that I have been afflicted, That I may learn Your statutes.”

I have personally found that some of the greatest “gifts” from God, have been the afflictions He has allowed in my life.  It is then that I have pressed so deeply into His word, searching for a truth to comfort my soul.  It is then, in the pain of illness that the sweetest songs have been born. The most fragrant words of poetry reaching deep into uncharted depths of my soul and driving me into the Presence of Almighty God. Reaching way beyond casual devotions.  From this place have come the most comforting words that I have to give to others.

Some may scoff at this notion.  Indeed at times I have even felt “persecuted” by those who should have offered comfort.  It used to hurt me, as I have had chronic pain for many years. But now I feel sorry for those that have never experienced the pain of God’s “rod and staff”.  Though the world will soon be placed under this wisdom from above.

God is a good Father.  Yes, He is!  You may think this funny, but as one that is most likely a bit ADHD – it helps me to slow down and come away.  Like Joni Erickson Tada (a quadriplegic)  has said,  the sweetest time of day is when I am alone tucked in bed, abandoned into God’s presence and totally dependent on Him.  She has learned a secret.  

Everything we need is in Him.  All that the World tells us is necessary for a good life is passing away.  But His Word – His Presence – His fellowship,  these endure forever.  And not even death can take this away from us.  

Even the great Apostle Paul said,  “…..2 Corinthians 12:7

“And lest I should be exalted above measure by the abundance of the revelations, a thorn in the flesh was GIVEN to me, a messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I be exalted above measure.”

Notice the word “given”. A gift.  If you look it up , Paul asked the Lord to remove it three times and God’s reply was “My grace is sufficient for thee”.  It kept him dependent on God and saved him from the destruction of self sufficiency.

While I completely believe that God is able to heal people and still does (I have seen many miracles and experienced Divine healing too),  we must determine if it is an attack from Satan to stop us, or if it is something God is allowing for a time as a tool to take us where we need to be with Him.

I hope you will all remember to “take it to the Lord in prayer” when you are called apart by some calamity or hardship.  Allow God to be at work.  Lean into it until you have reached a place in Christ that you have not been before.  Dig deep into His Word.  His saving grace is there.  If you do choose to meet these calamities of life with this insight, you can walk away from every one of them with a treasure given by God.

“All things work together for good, to those that love the Lord and are called according to His purpose.”  Romans 8:28

Again it is true that  “Satan comes to steal, kill, and destroy.” John 10:10  But you can always beat his attacks by leaning into God and getting the treasure that is waiting there.  This is a beautiful secret that Martin Luther’s wife discovered.  I hope you will too.

2 Corinthians 2:14

Now thanks be to God who always leads us in triumph in Christ, and through us diffuses the fragrance of His knowledge in every place.  

COME… (poetry)

January 19, 2021

There is a place called intimacy
 That you and I need to be
 Close to Creator, the Lord is He
 So at the end of our days we’ll be free
 
 Free from this earth, the sadness , the tares
 Of the things in the darkness unseen
 Free from the never-ending pull on our flesh
 That tear us apart at the seams
 
 Life as we know it was not meant to be
 This state we are in - is not eternally
 But it’s here that we choose how things will be
 Heaven or hell for all eternity
 
 A paradise is waiting just for you
 But the way it’s set up, friend, you have to choose
 To trust in our Savior and stay close to Him
 Or follow the faker and be blindly sucked in
 
 Yes, He does let us, make our own choice
 It wouldn’t be heaven if you didn’t have that voice
 You must choose to really want to be there
 Your Father in heaven wants you to care
 
 Care about Him and others He’s made
 How wonderful a place He has gone and prepared
 Paid for our sins so we could be clean
 Leave behind the darkness and spirits so mean
 
 This is not a fantasy
 It will happen so quick
 The whole earth will change
 So sudden, so sick
 
 Here on the earth, 
 We’ll reap what we’ve sown
 So much destruction 
 On this land will be thrown
 
 Open your eyes and pray it be so
 That you come into faith so truly you’ll know
 How to repent, His blood freely flows
 Wash out your robes and be ready to go
 
 As we join to our Savior, all pain melts away
 As He fills us with joy on that wonderful day
 I want you to be there, my heart cries out
 I was sent by the Savior, this message to shout
 
 Cling to Him sweetly
 Seek out His Word
 So when things start to happen
 You’ll already have heard
 
 God wants you to be ready
 To be safely in Him
 So He can protect you
 Bring you safely in
 
 Into His presence
 In a beautiful place
 That He’s prepared for you
 With the human race
 
 Of those that have chosen
 And want to be there
 That choice is important
 That’s why we are here
 
 God so loved the world
 That He gave us His Son
 The door into heaven
 He valiantly won.
 

 Come……
 

 

 copyright  2021  Jean Chamblee Thomas
 

A THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

January 16, 2021

 SATAN IS AFTER THE THRONE OF OUR HEARTS!   Just exactly what does that mean?
 We must ask ourselves…..WHO is supposed to be the King of our hearts?  God!!  (Father, Son, and Holy Spirit!)   We know from scripture that Satan is a thief and comes to steal, to kill and to destroy. (John 10:10)
 

 What did he want more than anything?   Isaiah records Lucifers words:
 

 Isaiah 14:13-15
 “For you have said in your heart:
 ‘I will ascend into heaven,
 I will exalt my throne above the stars of God;
 I will also sit on the mount of the congregation
 On the farthest sides of the north;
 I will ascend above the heights of the clouds,
 I will be like the Most High.’
 

 Lofty words he uttered.  He wants to “sit on the mount of the congregation”.  That is us.  
 

 So how does he accomplish this?  Predominantly with lies and deception.   (John 8:44)  “…When he speaks a lie, he speaks from his own resources, for he is a liar and the father of it.”   
 (2 Corinthians 11:18)
 And no wonder! For Satan himself transforms himself into an angel of light.
 

 He comes in stealth to take the throne of our hearts and souls.  Our soul is our mind, will, and emotions.  That’s where it gets tricky.  They are always at work and engaged in something.  But according to the Word of God,  anything we allow to take up our mind, will, and emotions more than God …has become an idol in our hearts.     (1 Corinthians 10:14)  “Therefore, my beloved, flee from idolatry.”
 

 On more than one occasion God has called me on the carpet saying  “You have an idol in your heart”  Each time I was floored thinking that it couldn’t be.  But when He told me what it was….I had to agree and admit that what or who He named was occupying my thoughts more than He was.  OUCH!
 

 So I simply repented and began to pay attention to my thoughts and affections, making sure they were set first on God.  Our priorities in life should be 1. God  2. Spouse 3. Kids/Family  4. Job/Ministry   When this delicate balance gets out of whack so do we.   It can result in depression, anxiety, overwhelming stress or show up in many different ways.  These are just the symptoms that something is amiss in our souls and needs to be adjusted.
 

 It is pretty easy to fix. Just recognizing it is half the battle.  Then begin casting down and resisting those thoughts that occupy too much of our being!  God is a jealous God.    “…For I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God…” (Exodus 20:4) “…for you shall worship no other god, for the Lord, whose name is Jealous, is a jealous God…” (Exodus 34:14) 
 

 Actually I think it’s cool that He is so passionate about us.  He certainly paid a huge price to show us how much He loves us.  To prove His love for us.  
 

 I truly believe this is a season of repentance.  Even on the Hebrew calendar ...we are in the month that they consider a time of repentance.  So I encourage each of us to examine our hearts and see if anything or anyone is occupying our mind, will and emotions more than our God.  I pray you won’t be a stubborn mule like I can often be and wait until things start falling apart to get my attention!  Thank goodness for His mercy!  He loves us, wants us, created us…..to be His.   I hope you can hear that this is truly a LOVE MESSAGE, and no condemnation.  He wants you.  What could be better news than that!  The King of the Universe wants to be the King of your heart!  You are loved!

copyright 2016   Jean Chamblee Thomas

 Speak softly to my broken soul
 No one else can make me whole
 Gently, gently Spirit speak
 Hold me closely kind and meek
 
 Pain so deep no words express
 Just a tear falls on my breast
 Dripping from my eyes of blue
 No idea Lord what to do
 
 Such a time I have not seen
 Maybe so, life’s been quite mean
 Icy cold most people are
 Except the few sweet shining stars
 
 On this I set my heart of hope
 That somewhere there’s a lighter note
 Can I sing again, oh my soul
 Can I speak of being whole
 
 In Your arms is where I lie
 I know you keep the tears I cry
 Feeling deeply loving long
 I wish again to sing Your song
 
 Trusting You, Who never fails
 Waiting for Your Spirit’s sails
 Into the sunset I will gaze
 Lifting up a quiet praise
 
 Heaven is my dream of dreams
 No matter those my hope demean
 I know You’re real with all my heart
 Lift me up my soul impart
 
 Give me joy and wholeness too
 I know You will I trust in You
 Heal me Lord so deep within
 Remove from me all lingering sin
 
 Set me on a path that’s right
 Help me Lord escape the night
 Of all around the daggers fly
 Lift me to your Presence high
 

 copyright 2016   Jean Chamblee Thomas

A CLEAN SLATE (such a gift)

January 15, 2021

Painful past
Mistakes made
Can’t change
The path was laid

Ironclad grip
Pulling down
Crying out
In tears drowned

Spinning round
A sinking ship
Life’s a mess
Can’t get a grip

What if there
Was really a way
A gift for you
A completely clean slate

If you can get past
Prejudices made
Open your mind
The price was paid

Forget religion
Not what it’s about
Embrace the Truth
That will let you cry out

Forget the steeple
The Easter parade
Jesus is deep
It’s no charade

The blood He shed
Is no laughing matter
Such a shame He’s been treated
With a light hearted manner

Love so deep
Heart so good
He gave it for you
He shed His own blood

So you could have
Another chance
Get free from your past
Set free to dance

Dance a new life
Leave the old behind
Take hold of His hand
He will take off the blinds

That’s right it’s a kick
Jesus is the Way
You’ve heard it all along
Thought it was a cliche’

Don’t need to be religious
To talk to the One
That loves you so much
Had me write this sweet poem

So guess what precious one?
He’s waiting on you
To give a clean slate
Start your life brand new


copyright  Jean Chamblee  2010

1 John 1:9
If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.