The Nursing Home

The Nursing Home

The 92-year-old petite, well-poised and proud lady,
who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock,
with her hair fashionably fixed and makeup perfectly applied
even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today.

Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move
necessary.

After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the
nursing home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready.

As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator,
I provided a visual description of her tiny room,
including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window.
"I love it," she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old
having just been presented with a new puppy.

"Mrs. Jones, you haven't seen the room... just wait."
"That doesn't have anything to do with it," she replied.
"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time.
Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the
furniture is arranged... it's how I arrange my mind."

"I've already decided to love it.
It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up.
I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed
recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that
no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones
that do.

Each day is a gift and as long as my eyes open,
I'll focus on the new day
and all the happy memories I've stored away
just for this time in my life."

"Old age is like a bank account.
You withdraw from what you've put in.
So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness
in the bank account of memories."

"Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank.
I am still depositing."

Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless

God 's most Amazing Grace

. God’s most Amazing Grace

If there had been another way ,
Do you think He would have died
No other man could take his place ,
Not even if one tried .

God did not ask for volunteers ,
But even if He had ,
Would you have said ,” Take me instead ?”
Folks would have thought you mad .

None of us was good enough,
To take His place upon that cross ,
None of us was rich enough ,
To have paid that high a cost .

It’s hard to believe a loving God ,
Would sacrifice His Son
But it had to be that way , you see ,
He was the only One

He took our sin along with Him ,
As directed from above ,
None of us so generous ,
We would offer that much love ,

He said He would leave the tomb ,
He would ascend to heaven ,
Three days later He was gone,
Hallelujah ! He was Risen !

Brother , you could not substitute
You could not take place ,
He took yours-the only way ,
God Most Amazing Grace !!!
Jan Bagwell
God Bless

On the Wings of Prayer

On the wings prayer
our burdens take flight
And our load of care
becomes bearably light ,
And our heavy hearts
are lifted above
To be healed by the balm
of God’s wonderful love ,
And the tears in our eyes
are dried by the hands
Of a loving Father
who understands
All of our problems
our fears and despair ,
When we take them to Him
on the wings of prayer .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
AS the Father has loved me , so have I loved you ; abide in my my love .If you keep my commandments ,you will abide in my love , just as I have kept my Father’s commandments and abide in his love . These things I have spoken to you ,that my joy may be in you , and that your joy may be full. John 15:9-11

Yesterday , Today and Tomorrow
There are two days in every week about which
we should not worry-two days which should be
kept from fear and apprehension .
One of these days is Yesterday with its mistakes
And cares, its aches and pains, its faults and blunders . Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control .
All the money in the world cannot bring back
Yesterday .We cannot undo a single act we performed ; we cannot erase a simple word we said .
Yesterday is gone .
The other day we should not worry about is
Tomorrow with its possible adversities ,its burdens its larger promise and poor performance . Tomorrow is beyond our immediate control .
Tomorrow’s sun will rise either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds-but it will rise . Until it does we have no stake in Tomorrow , for it is as yet unborn .
That leaves only one day – Today . Any man by the grace of God , can fight the battles of just one day .It is only when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities –Yesterday and Tomorrow-that we break down .
It is not the experience of Today that drives men
mad-it is remorse or bitterness for something
which happened Yesterday and the dread of what
Tomorrow may bring. Let us therefore ,journey but one day at a time .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
Everyone


Every doctor will someday need a doctor
Every preacher will someday need a preacher
Every teacher will someday need a teacher
Every mortician will someday need a mortician

No matter how much we know and have,
we all will need someone and something greater than us.

Faith is a Bridge

Faith is a Bridge
Faith is a bridge over which we may
walk from the unknown to the known ,
from sunlight to darkness and on to sunlight again .
And though we cannot see the far end of the bridge,
we step confidently , knowing that others have
gone before us and the way is sure . Let
us not stand at the chasm’s edge and despair
of the mist and the dark .For all through life
this bridge will hold .If we but step out on it ,
we shall find the way across.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
I know that a lot of you are going through hard times right now .
Just remember, no matter what going on in your life. Just believe that God will turn it for your good . Because you are God Child !