GAZE – poetry

August 29, 2020

I look but I cannot see

My eyes are clouded with dust

The storms are dark up ahead

That’s when I must gaze on our trust

 

Daily my heart is bombarded

With sad thoughts of days gone by

Where did all the good thoughts go

To find them I really have to try

 

But they are there with certainty

Glistening and shining true

The things that God has done for me

The light comes shining through

 

Where is my rhyme and reason

It’s so hard to obtain

Life sometimes seems like a circle

Like an echoing refrain

 

The days are long and endless

I can’t help but wish for it’s end

But then there is that hopeful treasure

Of life’s best coming once again

 

Believing without seeing

Trust without the feels

Life by faith must be experienced

Then you know what is real

 

On Christ the solid rock I can stand

He is always true

Unmovable and unshakeable

Is how I know its You

 

So rocky and crazy the path ahead

One place my head can rest

That you will never leave me, no

I can lay my head on Your chest

 

So now I say a long needed prayer

Come to me Lord let me know

Thoughts of our beautiful heaven again 

And a joy in knowing I will go

 

 

copyright  2020  Jean Chamblee Thomas

                                                            

In a dark and lonely room

With a fire in my heart

I close my eyes and think of You

 

With unquenchable hunger

I call out to You

You are the union I crave

 

One taste of Your love

One drink of Your soul

My quest will last forever

 

Though clouded by flesh

Surrounded by worldliness

Like a flower buried beneath the snow

 

The enemy rages to rip us apart

Moments are stolen, some slip away

But light always returns

And melts away the baracade that tries to keep us apart

 

And that thing deep inside

First contact never dies

It twists and turns and cries out to survive

 

With conquering force

Breaks down all the lies

And sets free the heart , the love and the cries

 

The candle inside -the Love of my life

So much more than a Savior

His essence abides

 

Jesus, Jesus

Love of my life

May Your heart know how I hunger for You tonight

 

copyright 2009 Jean Chamblee

There is a Joshua generation

Awaiting their time to shine

God has put them into deep preparation

For in darkness arises their time

 

As scripture says and says it well

Darkness will cover the earth

It is in that time – they’ll rise and shine

And many will come to New Birth

 

Many of the “Moses’ – leaders God made

Have already departed this place

For you they have left God’s truth and Ways

And pointed the way to His Face

 

The first will be last and the last will be first

It will not be easy for you

But if you are here, suffice it to say, 

The crowns you will earn have great worth

 

So keep going my friend

The pain will be deep

But joy comes at its end

God will be there every step of the way

As your Lord, your Savior, your Friend

 

Finish the race until it’s end

Rewards await for you

Mostly the smile of God Himself

When He sees His reflection in you

Jean Chamblee Thomas    copyright    2020

Deep Waters – Poem

November 16, 2019

DEEP WATERS

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, 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

Sometimes those who have suffered the most, have the most to give.

2 Corinthians 1:3-5     Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort,  who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.  For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us, so our consolation also abounds through Christ.

Look up, look up, look up I say
Jesus instructions for those living in this day
Don’t look at the storms, don’t look at the waves
Keep your eyes on heaven, bad things will pass away

Do not mourn at the doom or cry at the gloom
Know that a childbirth is coming very soon
The earth groans and travails, the Word has said
Until the sons of God have been revealed

Great things can happen in the midst of it all
Many will come forth, though many shall fall
Purified by fire, refined like gold
Takes place at the ending, just like we were told

Hang on to Jesus, draw ever near
No need to doubt, and no need to fear
Feast on His promises so you can endure
Our faith will be challenged, but come forth so pure

And we must remember to keep heaven in sight
He’s prepared a place for us which comes after the night
In the darkest hour, never forget
Jesus is waiting, your place He has set

We are His bride, a wedding feast to come
We’ll be wearing white garments, see God on His throne
No more corruption, no more tears,
No more pain or long difficult years

We will all celebrate, like never before
Our Father is waiting, He has so much more
Remember “Look up”, there’s more on the way
That will help us endure these present crazy days.

copyright 2019 Jean Chamblee Thomas

Luke 21:28
Now when these things begin to happen, look up and lift up your heads, because your redemption draws near.”

Sackcloth and Ashes poetry

January 27, 2019

Sackcloth and Ashes

February 21, 2014

America, America

How we need to sit

In sack cloth and ashes

Uncovering our sin

 

Sins of us all

From great to small

It matters to God

How our country did fall

 

Whether by silence

Or outright by sin

We’re in this together

Repentance can mend

 

Have we forgotten

What our forefathers bore

The wounds and the scars

So freedom could soar

 

And where are the churches

Calling it sin

Demanding an account

For deeds done within

 

Lawlessness reigns

Because we’ve sat back

Refusing to engage

Be on the attack

 

copyright   2014  Jean Chamblee

LONGING HEART – POETRY

January 11, 2019

You are my bread, my life, my song

With you alone, does my heart belong

Deep within me calls to deep

Draw me close Lord, Your heart to meet

 

You are the great I AM

Take me Lord into Your hand

Mold me into Your heart of grace

Until I look and can see Your face

 

You are my bread, my life, my song

With you alone, does my heart belong

Deep within me calls to deep

Draw me close Lord, Your heart to meet

 

Breathing deeply, I feel You near

I will sit quietly, Your voice to hear

Waiting until the break of day

When I know what You’re saying, I will obey

 

You are my bread, my life, my song

With you alone, does my heart belong

Deep within me calls to deep

Draw me close Lord, Your heart to meet

 

Into Your image I will be drawn

Though the process painful, the days are long

I know that You have a plan for me

To be like Your Son, my heart set free

 

You are my bread, my life, my song

With you alone, does my heart belong

Deep within me calls to deep

Draw me close Lord, Your heart to meet

copyright 2013  Jean Chamblee

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

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