The Blood

THE BLOOD

One night in a church service a young woman felt the tug of God at her heart.

She responded to God's call and accepted Jesus as her Lord and Savior.

The young woman had a very rough past, involving alcohol, drugs, and prostitution.

But, the change in her was evident. As time went on she became a faithful member of the church.

She eventually became involved in the ministry, teaching young children.

It was not very long until this faithful young woman had caught the eye and heart of the pastor's son.

The relationship grew and they began to make wedding plans.

This is when the problems began.

You see, about one half of the church did not think that a woman with a past such as hers was suitable for a pastor's son.

The church began to argue and fight about the matter.

So they decided to have a meeting.

As the people made their arguments and tensions increased, the meeting was getting completely out of hand.

The young woman became very upset about all the things being brought up about her past.

As she began to cry the pastor's son stood to speak.

He could not bear the pain it was causing his wife to be. He began to speak and his statement was this:


"My fiancée’s past is not what is on trial here.

What you are questioning is the ability of the blood of Jesus to wash away sin.

Today you have put the blood of Jesus on trial. So, does it wash away sin or not?"

The whole church began to weep as they realized that they had been slandering the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ.

Too often, even as Christians, we bring up the past and use it as a weapon against our brothers and sisters.

Forgiveness is a very foundational part of the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ.

If the blood of Jesus does not cleanse the other person completely then it cannot cleanse us completely.

If that is the case, then we are all in a lot of trouble.

What can wash away my sins?

Nothing but the blood of Jesus! End of case!!!!

"Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved."

Psalm 55:23

My instructions were to pick four people that I wanted God to bless and I picked you.

Please pass this to four people you want to be blessed and a copy back to me.

This prayer is powerful and prayer is one of the best gifts we receive.


There is no cost but a lot of rewards, let's continue to pray for one another.

Here is the prayer:

"Father, I ask you to bless my friends, relatives and email buddies reading this right now.

Show them a new revelation of your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask you to minister to their spirit at this very moment.

Where there is pain, give them your peace and mercy. Where there is self doubt, release a renewed confidence through your grace.

In Jesus' precious name.

Amen
I wrote this a good many years ago. This is a message that we all keep learning everyday . Nothing but Blood Of Jesus will set us free . He was ,He is , and alway will be our hope . Sister Mary Carpenter get well soon we miss you !!

The Pathway

The Pathway
When I came to the foot
Of the cross ,dear Lord ,
I was beaten , and worn ,and tired ;
You lifted with Your loving arms
And left me , encouraged inspired …
When I longed to give up
By the side of the road ,
You taught me to love , any to pray …

To live and have faith
In Your wonderful grace
In a strangely sweet infinite way …
And , oh , how I praise Thee ,
My Savior and Lord ,
For the tears and the heartache I knew ;
The pain and the sorrows were all
Part of a plan ,
And the pathway that led me to you !
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
Please remember David and Hali Bagwell ,
Hazel Bagwell , Jan Bagwell , Mary Carpenter , Betty Hill , Judy Howard , in Prayer

Memorial Day

Memorial Day
The bugle echoes shrill and sweet,
But not of war it sings today.
The road is rhythmic with the feet Of men-at-arms who come to pray.
The rose blossoms white and red On tombs where weary soldiers lie;
Flags wave above the honored dead And martial music cleaves the sky.
Above their wreath-strewn graves we kneel,
They kept the faith and fought the fight.
Through flying lead and crimson steel
They plunged for Freedom and the Right.
May we, their grateful children, learn
Their strength, who lie beneath this sod,
Who went through fire and death to earn
At last the accolade of God. In shining rank on rank arrayed,
They march, the legions of the Lord;
He is their Captain unafraid,
The Prince of Peace. . . who brought a sword.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless

Ameria

America
by Rev. Samuel F. Smith



My country, 'tis of Thee,
Sweet Land of Liberty
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From every mountain side
Let Freedom ring.


My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills,
My heart with rapture thrills
Like that above.


Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees
Sweet Freedom's song;
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.


Our fathers' God to Thee,
Author of Liberty,
To thee we sing,
Long may our land be bright
With Freedom's holy light,
Protect us by thy might
Great God, our King.


Our glorious Land to-day,
'Neath Education's sway,
Soars upward still.
Its hills of learning fair,
Whose bounties all may share,
Behold them everywhere
On vale and hill!


Thy safeguard, Liberty,
The school shall ever be,
Our Nation's pride!
No tyrant hand shall smite,
While with encircling might
All here are taught the Right
With Truth allied.


Beneath Heaven's gracious will
The stars of progress still
Our course do sway;
In unity sublime
To broader heights we climb,
Triumphant over Time,
God speeds our way!


Grand birthright of our sires,
Our altars and our fires
Keep we still pure!
Our starry flag unfurled,
The hope of all the world,
In peace and light impearled,
God hold secure!
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Sometime as American we need to be reminded from were came from . Many men have died for this great country . Please every soldier or veteran that you meet , "please say thank you and God bless you ". And with that said , "thank you and God bless you ! Please remenber Mary Carpenter in your prayers .

The End was not nigh

THE END WAS NOT NIGH

People had feared the dawn of the millennium
As the anticipated chaos were not going to be minimum
The so-called end seemed to rapidly draw nigh
And so cold the bodies became, with fear rapidly growing high.

This world is full of deception
This world is filled with pessimism
People are filled with gloom
Those who believe in doom.

News headlines would read,
Y2k to pose a major threat to humanity
Oh what a deceit!
Is this the end time ministry?
Or is this the mystery of iniquity.

Had the alarm bells rung so loudly in Tyre and Sidon
Surely, they would have lived to tell us their story
The end is yet to come
The end was not nigh.

We are no better than the Sodomites
We are no sacred cows to deserve preferential treatment
We cannot be told the exact day of the end of the time.

The aftermath is the sudden twist of events
News headlines read;
the world experiences a smooth rollover to Y2K
We realize someone was pulling our legs
But let's not relax,
lest the day of the Lord comes to us as a thief.

This poem has nothing to do with physical fitness
It is much ado about mental alertness
It is a voice of social concern
It is an observation of spiritual commitment.

Vain imaginations have to be condemned
Untangled thinking has to be established
Brainstorming of poor souls has to be eliminated
Victimization of human emotions has to be put to an end
Of course, the end is drawing nigh
But the end was not that nigh.

I remonstrate for emancipation from fear of the unknown
Let me not be labeled a doubting Thomas
Signs of the times have to be prognosticated
The dawn of y2k was not the end
The course of y2k did not bring the end.

Humankind has to be relieved of this insuperable anxiety,
Trepidation which the anticipated end always bring
This is the voice of one crying in the wilderness
The Holy Scriptures have to be diligently searched
The man of God has to be thoroughly furnished unto all good works,
That the drawing nigh of the end can be envisaged
Yes, the end is sure to come
But, no! The end was not nigh.

The End Was Not Nigh
jan bagwell
God Bless
Please pray for Ms Mary Carpenter ,