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

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

A THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

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.

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 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

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