The Christ of Calvary and the Empty Tomb

The Christ of Calvary and the Empty Tomb

They led a man to the judgment hall alone .
His friends fled away .
He faced the taunts of the howling mob
As He suffered in silence that day .
Then hearing His cross He climbed a hill
To die there for you and for me.
But none of the hands of that rabble mob
Helped Him bear His Calvary .

Then down from the cross His body they took
And in sorrow they bore it away ,
To place it within a rich man’s grave ,
And their hearts were too anguished to pray .
In hour of His need they failed the Lord ,
How bitter their torment must be .
But now their hands reached up to lift
Him down from His Calvary .

But the grief of their sorrow changed to joy
With the word that and angel brought ,
“Seek not in the grave for One who lives,
For salvation’s work has been wrought .”
The lives of His friends were changed that day ,
From fear they now were free ,
And the rest of their lives they gladly gave
In sharing His Calvary .

I , too , to the cross of my Lord would come
And confess all my failing and fears ,
And ask for grace to follow Him on
Where He lead me , down through the
I’ll lift up hands of my heart to Him
And share in His Calvary ,
And some day in Heaven His hands of love
Will share all His glory with me .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !

BRAD HAD HIS HEART CATH TODAY AND THEY HAD TO PUT TWO STINTS AND A BALLOON IN HIS HEART...HE WILL BE IN THE HOSPITAL OVER THE WEEK-END...HE IS IN ROOM 4612 IN GREENVILLE MEMORIAL HOSPITAL IN GREENVILLE SC THANKS FOR ALL THE PRAYERS AND PLEASE CONTINUE TO PRAY FOR HIM...GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME

And please pray for David and Hali Bagwell , Liza Henson , Judy Howard , Mary Carpenter

The Most Important Body Part

The Most Important Body Part

My mother used to ask me:
"What is the most important part of the body?"

Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the
correct answer.

When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as
humans, so I said, "My ears, Mommy."
She said, "No Many people are deaf.
But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon."

Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my
first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this
time I told her, "Mommy, sight is very important to everybody,
so it must be our eyes. She looked at me and told me, "You are
learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are
many people who are blind."

Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge. Over the
years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer
was, "No, but you are getting smarter every year, my child."

Then my grandpa died.
Everybody was hurt.
Everybody was crying.
Even my father cried.
I remember that especially because it was only the second time I
saw him cry. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say
our final good-bye to Grandpa.

She asked me,
"Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?"

I was shocked when she asked me this now.
I always thought this was a game between her and me.
She saw the confusion on my face and told me,
"This question is very important.
It shows that you have really lived in your life.

For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you was
wrong and I have given you an example why.
But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson."

She looked down at me as only a mother can.
I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said,

"My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder."

I asked, "Is it because it holds up my head?"
She replied, "No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend
or a loved one when they cry.

Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear.
I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will
always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it."

Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a
selfish one. It is sympathetic to the pain of others.

People will forget what you said...
People will forget what you did....
But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless

Be blessed. Be a blessing. Get your shoulder ready....
Please remember to pray for David and Hali Bagwell and Liza Henson {she has cancer ] Brad Rogers , Judy Howard , Mary Carpenter and my mother Hazel Bagwell . Thank you and God Bless

The Flawed Jeans

The Flawed Jeans

I put on my favorite pair of jeans this morning; they are so
soft and comfortable.

I needed to spend the day at the hospital with my husband in the
Intensive Care Unit. We had gone to the emergency room yesterday;
he was having chest pains.

The doctors say there is no sign of damage to his heart and they
will release him this afternoon, but he will need to return for
a stress test in three to four weeks.

Sitting there reflecting on how fortunate we are, I noticed the
flaw in my jeans again. They have an irregularity in the weave
at the front of one leg. I noticed this flaw when I first tried
them on but purchased them anyway because they were so
comfortable.

I love them not because of the flaw but in spite of it.

Each time I wear the jeans I am reminded of God's love for us.

It is unconditional in spite of our flaws.


By Joyce Spencer, Tecumseh, OK~
Jan Bagwell
God Bless

TO LET YOU KNOW AND THANK YOU FOR YOUR PRAYERS BRAD DID NOT TEST FOR CANCER THANK THE LORD, AND HE WILL GO FOR HIS HEART CATH THIS THURS. WE WILL CONTINUE TO PRAY THAT THIS IS NOT BAD NEWS EITHER....BRAD IS A FRIEND

Po Folks

Po Folks

One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a
trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how
poor people can be.

They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would
be considered a very poor family. On their return from their
trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

"It was great, Dad."

"Did you see how poor people can be?" the father asked.

"Oh Yeah" said the son.

"So what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father proudly.

The son answered:

I saw that we have one dog and they had four.

We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden
and they have a creek that has no end.

We have imported lanterns in our garden
and they have the stars at night.

Our patio reaches to the front yard
and they have the whole horizon.

We have a small piece of land to live on
and they have fields that go beyond our sight.

We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.

We buy our food, but they grow theirs.

We have walls around our property to protect us,
they have friends to protect them."

With this the boy's father was speechless.

Then his son added,
"Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are."

Too many times we forget what we have
and concentrate on what we don't have.

What is one's persons worthless object
is another's prize possession.

It is all based on one's perspective.

Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for all
the bounty we have instead of worrying about wanting more.

Take joy in what you have and see the treasure in it.

Jan Bagwell
God Bless

Please remember to pray for Brad Rogers . Please remember to pray for David and Hali Bagwell and Liza Henson her Mother who is very ill .

The Meaning of Peace

The Meaning of Peace
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There was once a king who offered a prize to the artist who
could paint the best picture of peace. Many artists tried.
The king looked at all the pictures, but there were only two
that he really liked, and he had to choose between them.

One picture was of a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror
for the peaceful towering mountains all around it. Overhead was
a blue sky with fluffy white clouds. All who saw this picture
thought that it was a perfect picture of peace.

The second picture had mountains, too. But these were rugged
and bare. Above was an angry sky from which rain fell, and in
which lightening played. Down the side of the mountain tumbled
a foaming waterfall. This did not look peaceful at all.

But when the king looked, he saw behind the waterfall a tiny
bush growing in a crack in the rock. In the bush a mother bird
had built her nest.... a perfect picture of peace.

Which of the pictures won the prize?

The king chose the second picture.

Do you know why?

"Because," explained the king, "peace does not mean to be in a
place where there is no noise, trouble or hard work.
Peace means to be in the midst of all those things and still be
calm in your heart. That is the real meaning of peace."

That is the REAL meaning of peace.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !!
Be still and know , God is in control .
Brad Rogers will be going in for test next week .