Dishes

Dishes
They had a set of dishes
Given them when they wed ,
With luck and happiness and wishes
By loved ones ,who to them said
They wished they’d always be happy
As the moment when,”I will,”
Was said with so much rapture
That their hearts were standing still.

The dishes tell a lovely story
Of the lives they were to live _
How they shone in all their glory
When the very first forgive
Was whispered, and I love you truly ,
Which made things right again ,
For it was just as surely said ,
As sun comes after rain

Time as long since passed ,
Since they were first together ,
When he’d sit and gaze and ask her
If she loved him as no other –
And she was just content
With the answer in her heart ,
For she knew that it was meant
That they should never part ..

Although their lives had many scars
Like cracks upon the china ,
Their love outshone the mars ,
For it was only minor ,
If the one who’d done the wrong
Down in his heart had sorrow ,
For they never let the sun go down
Without a ,” Bright Tomorrow ,”

She’s an old lady now ,
And he is eight-two ,
The cups and saucers wonder
What the other one will do ,
Until they both are able ,
To sit at God’s own perfect table ,
Be fed by His own hand

By Jan Bagwell

This poem I wrote over twenty years ago , It was the Christmas after my dad died. My dad and mother was married for over 50 years , It was her first Christmas witout him . I am sure God gave this poem just for her . I hope you enjoy !

A Christmas Hymn

Tell me what is this innumerable throng Singing in the heavens a loud angelic song ?
These are they who come with swift and shining feet
From round about the throne of God the Lord of Light to greet .
O , who are these that hasten beneath the starry sky ,
As if with joyful tidings that through the world shall fly ?
The faithful shepherds these , who greatly were a feared
When , as they watched their flocks by night ,the heavenly host appeared .

Who are these that follow across the hills of night
A star that westward hurries along the hills of light ?
Three wise men from the east who myrrh and treasure bring
To lay them at the feet of Him , their Lord and Christ ,
And King .

What babe new-born is this that in a manger cries ?
Near on her bed of pain His happy mother lies .
O , see ! the air is shaken with white and heavenly wings
This is the Lord of all the earth , this is the Kings of Kings .
Tell me , how may I join in this holy feast
With all the kneeling world , and I of all the least ?
Fear not ,O faithful heart ,but bring what most is meet ;
Bring love alone , true love alone ,and lay it at His feet .

Jan Bagwell
God Bless

The Wind's Not Always At Back

The Wind’s Not always At Our Back

The wind’s not always at our back;
the sky’s not always blue .
Sometimes we crave the things we lack
and don’t know what to do .
Sometimes life’s an uphill ride
with mountains we must climb .
At times the river’s deepand wide
and crossing take some time .
No one said that life is easy
There are no guarantees,
So trust the Lord continually
on clam or stormy seas .
The challenges we face today
prepare us for tomorrow ,
For faith takes our fears away
and peace replaces sorrow.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !!
Thank you Betty for nursing us back to health, you are an angel !

A Perfect Day

A Perfect Day
God Stretches out His loving hand
His blessing to bestow ,
And guides us in our daily lives
Because He loves us so .

He fills our hearts with joy and peace
We’re always in His care ,
He knows our every need and want
And answers every prayer .

He heals all pain and solves all ills
Which often come our way ,
His grace shines down upon us all
To create a perfect day .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless

God Bless you

God Bless you
I know no other word more fitting to address you ,
No song , no poem I’ve ever heard
Is sweeter than just “God Bless you .”
In these three little words may you find
All the joy the whole wide earth possesses ,
For there can truly be no joy
Unless indeed , God blesses ,

I might wish you wealth or wish you health ,
Or that good fortune might cares you .
But wealth might bring sorrow ,
Or even health fail tomorrow:
So I simply say , “ God Bless you. “
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !!