Friday, February 12, 2010

The Bible or a Diamond Ring

A married lady was expecting a birthday gift from her husband. For many months she had admired a beautiful diamond ring in a showroom, and knowing her husband could afford it, she told him that was all she wanted.. As her birthday approached, this lady awaited signs that her husband had purchased the diamond ring.

Finally, on the morning of her birthday, her husband called her into his study. Her husband told her how proud he was to have such a good wife, and told her how much he loved her.. He handed her a beautiful wrapped gift box.

Curious, the wife opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the wife's name embossed in gold. Angrily, she raised her voice to her husband and said, 'With all your money you give me a Bible?'

She stormed out of the house, permanently leaving her husband. Many years passed and the lady was very successful in business. She managed to settle for a more beautiful house and a wonderful family, but realized her ex-husband was very old, and thought perhaps she should go to visit him.. She had not seen him for many years.

But before she could make arrangements, she received a telegram telling her that her ex-husband had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to her. She needed to come back immediately and take care of things.


When she arrived at her ex-husband's house, sudden sadness and regret filled her heart. She began to search through her ex-husband's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as she had left it years before.


With tears, she opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. Her ex-husband had carefully underlined a verse, Matt 7:11, 'And if you, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more shall your Heavenly Father, who is in heaven, give what is good to those who ask Him?'

As she read those words, a tiny package dropped from the back of the Bible. It had a diamond ring, with her name engraved on it -- the same diamond ring which she saw at the showroom.

On the tag was the date of her birth, and the words. 'LUV U ALWAYS'.

How many times do we miss God's blessings, because they are not packaged as we expected?

Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; but remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.



IF YOUR GIFT IS NOT PACKAGED THE WAY YOU WANT IT,

IT'S BECAUSE IT IS BETTER PACKAGED THE WAY IT IS.

ALWAYS APPRECIATE LITTLE THINGS; THEY USUALLY LEAD YOU TO BIGGER and BETTER THINGS..



'The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched.
They must be felt with the heart.'
Jan Bagwell
Thank you for this beautiful story . Brother Mike Wells

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Some one to care

Some one to care
When the world seems cold ,
And your friends are few ,
There is Some One cares for you.

When you’ve tears in your eyes ,
And your heart bleeds inside ,
There is Some One who cares for you.

When your disappointments come ,
And you feel so blue ,
There is Some One who cares for you.

When you need a friend ,
A friend to the end
There is Some One who cares for you .

Some One to care , Some One to share
All your troubles like no other can do ;
He’ll come down from the skies ,
Brush the tears from your eyes –
You’re His Child , and He cares for you .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

God's Wonderful Word

God’s Wonderful Word
Thy Word is like a garden , Lord ,
With flowers bright and fair ;
And every one who seeks may pluck
A lovely cluster there .
Thy word is like a deep , deep mine ;
And jewels rich and rare
Are hidden in its mighty depths
For every searcher there .
Thy Word is like a starry host ;
A thousand rays of light
Are seen to guide the traveler ,
And make his pathway bright
Thy Word is like an armory
Where soldiers may repair ,
And find, for life’s long battle day ,
All needful weapons there ,
O may I love Thy precious word ,
May I explore the mine ,
May I its fragrant flowers glean ,
May light upon me shine ,
O may I find my armor there ,
Thy Word my trusty sword ;
I’ll learn to fight with every foe
The battle of the Lord .
Jan Bagwell
God is Great and we are a Blessed People !

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

If The Bible Has No Answer

If the Bible has no answer
We are doomed to dark despair ,
Our lives are weak and worthless ,
If we can find no help there

Have we come this toilsome way
With sore and bleeding feet ,
To discover the Old Book wanting ,
And there is no mercy seat ?

Have we heard a mother’s prayer
In the still and silent night ,
To learn for the burden on her heart
There is no ray of light ?

Have we looked on the faces of dear ones
Who will greet us here no more ,
Only to know we shall never meet them
Over there on the Golden shore ?

If God’s hand has ever led you
Through surges wild and deep ,
You know the Bible has the answer ,
And every promise He will keep .
Jan Bagwell
GOD IS GREAT AND WE ARE A BLESSED PEOPLE !!

Monday, February 8, 2010

Cowboy Poetry

Jake, the rancher, went one day
To fix a distant fence.
The wind was cold and gusty
And the clouds rolled gray and dense.

As he pounded the last staples in
And gathered tools to go,
The temperature had fallen,
The wind and snow began to blow.

When he finally reached his pickup,
He felt a heavy heart.
From the sound of that ignition
He knew it wouldn't start.

So Jake did what most of us
Would do if we had been there.
He humbly bowed his balding head
And sent aloft a prayer.

As he turned the key for the last time,
He softly cursed his luck
They found him three days later,
Frozen stiff in that old truck.

Now Jake had been around in life
And done his share of roaming.
But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked --
It looked just like Wyoming !

Of all the saints in Heaven,
His favorite was St. Peter.

So they sat and talked a minute or two,
Or maybe it was three.
Nobody was keeping' score --
In Heaven, time is free.

'I've always heard,' Jake said to Pete,
'that God will answer prayer,
But one time I asked for help,
Well, he just plain wasn't there.'

'Does God answer prayers of some,
And ignore the prayers of others?
That don't seem exactly square --
I know all men are brothers.'

'Or does he randomly reply,
Without good rhyme or reason?
Maybe, it's the time of day,
The weather or the season.'

'Now I ain't trying to act smart,
It's just the way I feel.
And I was wondering', could you tell me --
What the heck's the deal?!'

Peter listened very patiently
And when Jake was done,
There were smiles of recognition,
And he said, 'So, you're the one!!'

That day your truck, it wouldn't start,
And you sent your prayer a flying,
Gave us all a real bad time,
With hundreds of us trying.'

'A thousand angels rushed,
To check the status of your file,
But you know, Jake, we hadn't heard
From you in quite a long while.'

'And though all prayers are answered,
And God ain't got no quota,
He didn't recognize your voice,
And started a truck in Minnesota '

BETTER KEEP IN TOUCH!

This was send to me By , Brother Mike Wells , Thank you and God Bless