I love being a mother so much! 

It’s the sweetest gift that I know 

A journey full of peril sometimes

But it always makes you grow

 

It plunges you into selflessness

A tiny life looks to you

It trusts in you without judgement

Its love is pure and true

 

Although you never feel adequate

Or deserving of so much trust

You know that God has made it this way

Depending on Him – we must

 

We surely won’t do it perfectly

Thankfully that’s not required

Sometimes we barely get through a day

Because it can make you so tired

 

But then comes the smile at the break of the day

The shine comes out of their eyes

It doesn’t matter how tired you are

That sparkle becomes your great prize

 

They grow, and grow and then turn around

The time will slip by so fast

You try to capture the moments

But, oh, how quickly they pass

 

The miracle happens one day you wake up

And see the person they are

Unique in the world, with gifts just their own

To you they’re a shining star

 

No one can reach so deep in your heart

It’s something that you can’t let go

Though they grow up with a life of their own

There’s things only a mother can know

 

That gift, the Lord can put in your heart

Whether the child came from you or not

It’s something that we can give away

The power of love comes from God

 

A richness and depth as the journey ends

You hope you’ve done something right

As you see a reflection that is something good

You know you can rest for the night

 

Trusting in God, they’re in His hands

They were really His all along

The God of the earth let us borrow them

So that we could share His hearts song

 

Through the joys and the sorrows, the love and the pain

We catch a glimpse of Him

As He watches intently each day of our lives

We know why His Son He did send

 

He held nothing back, and we can relate

As we cuddle our precious child

The God of the universe gave us a gift

A mother’s heart, to have for a while.

 

copyright  2018  Jean Chamblee Thomas

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THE PAINTERS HOPE – POETRY

December 15, 2018

We paint upon the canvas

Of our childrens very souls

What picture we do paint

Will forevermore be told

 

Not one of perfection

Does our dear Lord require

But an honest projection

Our need for Him is dire

 

We paint on them forgiveness

Our lives can be a mess

We show them how great His love

Our sins we must confess

 

We paint an honest picture

Denial to avoid

As we come before the Lord

His mercy we implore

 

We paint upon them hope

Of an ever loving God

One we need not hide from

Who is alway on our side

 

We paint upon them grace

That can never be earned

Freely given to us

His character we learn

 

We paint upon them attitude

Of a humble heart we choose

Always bowing down our heads

Or else there’s much we’ll lose

 

We paint upon them seeking

The One who should come first

There is no higher person or thing

For which our hearts should thirst

 

We paint upon them dignity

Our actions shine out loud

What we do in secret too

That’s hidden from the crowd

 

We paint the crown of righteousness

A life well lived receives

Giving glory to the Lord

For the good things we’ve achieved

 

We paint on them the honor

Of service to the Lord

Obedience unto our call

Commitment to His Word

 

We paint upon them sacrifice

His example we must see

Taking up our cross each day

Continuing to believe

 

We paint His face of Justice

He sees both good and bad

One He will reward so good

The other makes Him sad

 

We paint the hope of heaven

With friends we’ll reunite

A happy place that’s paradise

All things will be made right

 

We paint on them endurance

One day at a time

Clinging to the promises

His faithfulness we’ll find

 

We paint on them their value

A gift we have to give

Showing them how much they’re worth

Our words can help them live

 

We paint on them the love we have

Received from God above

Passing it on to them

With prayers He’ll fill their cup

 

We cannot reach perfection

This side of the dirt

We point in His direction

And hope that they will learn

 

Amen.

copyright  2018  Jean Chamblee

Calmly walking by the bay

The mist is rising up

It crests the rocks and scatters ‘round

And peace, it fills my cup

 

As I walk and seek You

Silent and alone

My soul it lifts to meet You

My heart lifts to Your throne

 

Standing in your presence

Your warmth shines on my face

Just as real as earth is

I’m home here in this place

 

These moments are so holy

Sweet and set apart

As I see reflections face

Your love it fills my heart

 

Solid our connection

Fruitful are Your words

As they speak into my soul

My place with You assured

 

Don’t let it break away now

As I enter back inside

A place in our society

It seems no place to hide

 

Yet it takes a moment

To close my eyes and see

Our beautiful collection

Of quiet times with Thee

copyright 2016  Jean Chamblee Thomas

HOPE – Poetry

October 31, 2017

Hope, hope
What lies in that name
There’s something so powerful
It crushes souls pain

Hope, hope
It reaches beyond
This time that we live in
Makes our emotions respond

Hope, hope
A much better place
See into tomorrow
With faith of beauties grace

Hope, hope
Pulls us out of despair
Knowing our reality
Will change and take us there

Hope, hope
Food for our soul
Sets us free from what is now
A promise to make us whole

copyright 2017 Jean Chamblee

THE INVITATION – Poetry

October 30, 2017

The world is spinning round and round
What are we to do?
Grab hold tight to Jesus Christ
And He will see you through

Yes, the world will mock you
Who really cares about that?
One day they will see and know
That you knew where it’s at

Burrow deep into His chest
In His word please feast
He is the Bread that gives us life
And you He will receive

He can’t wait to see you
When you come to Him
He longs for you like groom and bride
The veil is getting thin

Open up your heart to Him
He’s knocking at the door
He often knocks so gently
Try not to ignore

Let nothing come between you
Our sin He’ll wash away
As we bow in honesty
Forgiveness ask and pray

He has so much to give you
Secrets to reveal
His kingdom is so vast and wide
Delightful it will feel

Don’t have to wait for heaven
To know Him intimately
Do it here and now my friend
His joy you soon will see

Love and peace and goodness
Regardless of the mess
That here on earth surrounds us
He lifts us up to bless

In His Presence is fullness of joy
But you must seek and find
The King with joy awaits you
What He wants from you is time

I promise He has treasures
Adventures beyond belief
If you choose to walk with Him
He’ll make your eyes to see

copyright 2017 Jean Chamblee

Matthew 7:8
For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened.

There is a place called refuge
Not in this earthly realm
It is a place that we can dwell
With Jesus at the helm

Within that walk of confidence
We can walk away
From all the voices on the earth
That catch our breath away

So many things distract us
They are the enemy
But there is a Source that gives us life
Lord, open our eyes to see

What are you being robbed of?
Our Lord, His heart does bleed
He sees your woundedness child
And you He wants to be…

Safely in His sheepfold
Where He can keep you warm
Holding you close to His chest
Keeping you from harm

Why is it we can’t see Him
Think that He doesn’t care
We’ve bought the lies about Him
Think that He’s really not there

Now you don’t need a building
Or a pew to kneel down there
There is an alter in your heart
And He will meet you there

Don’t you know He’s waiting
He wants to draw you in
To that place of loving
Forgiving all your sin

He promises to cleanse you
Your past to throw away
You simply need to trust Him
And talk to Him today

copyright  2010  Jean Chamblee

LONGING – Poetry

October 26, 2017

I’m longing for that intimate place
In the land of shallow souls
Seems no one wants to seek Your face
Or the words from days of old

So few want the treasures there
Just live from day to day
Avoiding anything with depth
Deaf to what you say

I’m longing for that intimate place
Sweetest place I know
No one else can fill that gap
From You all love can flow

I’m longing for that intimate place
I lift my eyes to You
Enraptured by Your glorious face
Until this life is through

copyright Jean Chamblee 2011

OUR HELPER – Poetry

September 25, 2017

The anointing is an amazing thing
It can take a broken girl
And make her a queen

The Bride of Christ
The King of kings
He longs to lift her up and give to her His wings

Jump into the water
The streams of His love
He went back to heaven to send His Spirit dove

Dwelling inside us
Is where He longs to be
Comforting and guiding us to a place we can be free

 

copyright 2017 Jean Chamblee Thomas

SILVER LINING – Poetry

September 3, 2017

There is a silver lining
To the crisis we are in
It takes a perfect stranger
And it makes of them a friend

Lots of great destruction
May be coming fast our way
But how we choose to deal with it
Is in our power today

Crisis can produce a fruit
That’s sweetest to the taste
It breaks down many barriers
That are standing in the way

It puts us all into a boat
We share in all the land
When crisis hits a neighborhood
We lend a helping hand

Now we can let it take us down
Or rise up to the cause
It’s all on how you deal with it
Will you rise or fall

Trouble seems to peel away
All the false fronts there
It puts us in the human race
A chance to really care

So when the rain starts falling down
No matter what form it takes
Remember let the love come forth
And live for goodness sake

copyright Jean Chamblee 2011

Oh how I think I can handle so much
When what I so need, is Your gentle touch
Seems like this life is over my head
And truly it is without what You’ve said

I need You every hour, my enemy fierce
Taking me down and bringing me tears
But You see it all and You have a plan
As I call out to You and reach for Your hand

There is a place so gentle and sweet
Where You come so near, I can feel Your heartbeat
You are my Maker, Lord above all
I belong to You and You catch my fall

No one can have that place inside me
It belongs to You, but the enemy’s coveting
They want to dethrone You as the King of my heart
Taking my mind away and from You tear apart

How foolish he is , the devil our foe
It’s You he contends with and covers our soul
When we step away and fail to stay close
The injuries come from the wounds and the blows

You catch every tear, oh Lover of our soul
And begin the work quickly to again make us whole
This life is a battle, a game for the throne
That place in our heart that You call Your own

Help us fall down at Your feet and stay there
Where we are protected and covered in Your care
Wanting to guide us and wisdom to give
Keeping us safe and helping us live

Preparing a place for us yes You are
More beautiful than imagined, that outshines the stars
But oh we must walk with You every day
It’s our only survival, to do things Your way

Gently bend down Lord, in love scoop me up
Heal all the wounds and again fill my cup
Connected again, the enemy fails
Because I’m Your child and You paid with those nails

Oh let the love flow and the stress fall away
As I realize that You Lord are always here to stay
Never apart do we have to be
You paid the price for me to be free

I love You!

copyright 2017 Jean Chamblee