“If
we only had eyes to see and ears to hear and wits to understand, we
would know that the Kingdom of God in the sense of holiness, goodness,
beauty is as close as breathing and is crying out to born both within
ourselves and within the world; we would know that the Kingdom of God is
what we all of us hunger for above all other things even when we don’t
know its name or realize that it’s what we’re
starving to death for. The Kingdom of God is where our best dreams come
from and our truest prayers. We glimpse it at those moments when we
find ourselves being better than we are and wiser than we know. We catch
sight of it when at some moment of crisis a strength seems to come to
us that is greater than our own strength. The Kingdom of God is where we
belong. It is home, and whether we realize it or not, I think we are
all of us homesick for it.”
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
See you at The Neighborhood Church this Sunday morning , And remember ,
God love you and so do we . Nothing in the world can compare with God
spirit ,The Neighborhood church
Sunday 9.30 am
Pastor David Bagwell , Come here this God anointed Minister. And be Blessed
5075 Calhoun Memorial highway, Easley, South Carolina 29640,
The Neighborhood Church
Pastor David Bagwell
864-616-6722
Saturday, March 15, 2014
Friday, March 14, 2014
The Fault
He caught his brother in a fault, and quickly launched a full
assault.
He felt that he was duty-bound to spread the knowledge all around.
And soon it seemed the whole world knew about the fault, as rumors flew.
Reactions to the news were split. Some disbelieved--but bit by bit
The church of God was torn apart by sins that grieved the Father's heart.
If only he had gone alone, when first his brother's fault was known,
And as they both knelt down to pray, showed him the error of his way - -
His brother might have sought God's face,
and asked forgiveness through God's grace.
The church would not have suffered shame,
nor brought dishonor to God's Name.
Instead, by faith, it would have grown,
as to the world God's love was shown.
He felt that he was duty-bound to spread the knowledge all around.
And soon it seemed the whole world knew about the fault, as rumors flew.
Reactions to the news were split. Some disbelieved--but bit by bit
The church of God was torn apart by sins that grieved the Father's heart.
If only he had gone alone, when first his brother's fault was known,
And as they both knelt down to pray, showed him the error of his way - -
His brother might have sought God's face,
and asked forgiveness through God's grace.
The church would not have suffered shame,
nor brought dishonor to God's Name.
Instead, by faith, it would have grown,
as to the world God's love was shown.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Please Pray for
Pastor David Bagwell , He as TMJ and Sinus or Flu
Brother Billy Phillps as a blood cloth
Hazel Bagwell broke her wrist she is 95 years old
Brother Stan Cape gave his heart to Jesus ,
Nadine Stvan
Scott Bagwell
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Our Pastors and Their Families
Do we put them on a pedestal, and sift each
word they say,
Forgetting they are sinners, saved by grace, with feet of clay?
Are we looking for perfection, and when Sunday rolls around,
Do we dine on roasted Preacher, if a single flaw we've found?
Do we watch their children carefully, inspecting every deed?
Does the slightest imperfection make us have a family feed?
Do we leave no room for error in the stringent code we set,
But play by different rules ourselves, and all our sins forget?
If we could walk a single day with them, inside their shoes,
We'd surely find that all our judging attitude we'd lose.
We'd know and understand the weighty burdens that they bear,
And we would try to help them, and to show them that we care.
We'd lift them up each day in earnest prayer before God's throne,
And ask the Lord's forgiveness when a lack of love we've shown.
Forgetting they are sinners, saved by grace, with feet of clay?
Are we looking for perfection, and when Sunday rolls around,
Do we dine on roasted Preacher, if a single flaw we've found?
Do we watch their children carefully, inspecting every deed?
Does the slightest imperfection make us have a family feed?
Do we leave no room for error in the stringent code we set,
But play by different rules ourselves, and all our sins forget?
If we could walk a single day with them, inside their shoes,
We'd surely find that all our judging attitude we'd lose.
We'd know and understand the weighty burdens that they bear,
And we would try to help them, and to show them that we care.
We'd lift them up each day in earnest prayer before God's throne,
And ask the Lord's forgiveness when a lack of love we've shown.
Dear Lord, please bless our church today, and as we gather here,
We ask that You'll prepare our hearts to hear your message clear.
Although we are unworthy of Your Holy Name we bear,
We pray that through our lives the world will feel Your tender care.
Anoint our lips to testify of all Your love and grace,
And use our hands to aid each needy person that we face.
Help us to be responsive to the Spirit's still, small voice,
And may the way of Godliness be always our first choice.
Equip us with Your armor for the battles that we fight,
And give us strength and courage as we walk the path of light.
Increase our understanding of the Scripture that we read,
And help us not grow weary as we scatter precious seed.
We pray our church will always be a beacon to all men,
Proclaiming truth and righteousness till Jesus comes again.
We ask that You'll prepare our hearts to hear your message clear.
Although we are unworthy of Your Holy Name we bear,
We pray that through our lives the world will feel Your tender care.
Anoint our lips to testify of all Your love and grace,
And use our hands to aid each needy person that we face.
Help us to be responsive to the Spirit's still, small voice,
And may the way of Godliness be always our first choice.
Equip us with Your armor for the battles that we fight,
And give us strength and courage as we walk the path of light.
Increase our understanding of the Scripture that we read,
And help us not grow weary as we scatter precious seed.
We pray our church will always be a beacon to all men,
Proclaiming truth and righteousness till Jesus comes again.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !!
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Please Pray for
Pastor David Bagwell , He as TMJ and Sinus or Flu
Brother Billy Phillps as a blood cloth
Hazel Bagwell broke her wrist she is 95 years old
Brother Stan Cape gave his heart to Jesus ,
Nadine Stvan
Scott Bagwell
God Bless !
Please Pray for
Pastor David Bagwell , He as TMJ and Sinus or Flu
Brother Billy Phillps as a blood cloth
Hazel Bagwell broke her wrist she is 95 years old
Brother Stan Cape gave his heart to Jesus ,
Nadine Stvan
Scott Bagwell
See
you at The Neighborhood Church this Sunday morning , And remember , God
love you and so do we . Nothing in the world can compare with God
spirit ,The Neighborhood church
Sunday 9.30 am
Pastor David Bagwell , Come here this God anointed Minister. And be Blessed
5075 Calhoun Memorial highway, Easley, South Carolina 29640,
The Neighborhood Church
Pastor David Bagwell
864-616-6722
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Sunday 9.30 am
Pastor David Bagwell , Come here this God anointed Minister. And be Blessed
5075 Calhoun Memorial highway, Easley, South Carolina 29640,
The Neighborhood Church
Pastor David Bagwell
864-616-6722
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
The Pastors Wife
She stands among the shadows with a smile upon her face,
And quietly encourages with love, and strength and grace.
She always offers solace, and holds tightly to his hand,
And when he feels inadequate, he knows she'll understand.
She's ready with a listening ear for what he has to say,
But things she hears in confidence she never will betray.
Their time alone is limited because he has to be
Available to all the flock who need his ministry.
Yet still she's there when like a child he clings to her embrace,
And draws upon her comfort for the trials he must face.
She is the unsung heroine who helps his load to bear,
And lifts him up consistently with tender, loving care.
The world applauds a Pastor who can help to change a life,
But half the credit for success belongs to his dear Wife.
And quietly encourages with love, and strength and grace.
She always offers solace, and holds tightly to his hand,
And when he feels inadequate, he knows she'll understand.
She's ready with a listening ear for what he has to say,
But things she hears in confidence she never will betray.
Their time alone is limited because he has to be
Available to all the flock who need his ministry.
Yet still she's there when like a child he clings to her embrace,
And draws upon her comfort for the trials he must face.
She is the unsung heroine who helps his load to bear,
And lifts him up consistently with tender, loving care.
The world applauds a Pastor who can help to change a life,
But half the credit for success belongs to his dear Wife.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Please Pray for
Pastor David Bagwell , He as TMJ and Sinus or Flu
Brother Billy Phillps as a blood cloth
Hazel Bagwell broke her wrist she is 95 years old
Brother Stan Cape gave his heart to Jesus ,
Nadine Stvan
Scott Bagwell
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
The Church Goes On
He really planned to go to church.
He knew it was important, and would help him in his life,
Because of all the turmoil that he faced, and all the strife.
But somehow days just slipped away, and then the months and years,
While he kept struggling with his guilt, his problems and his fears,
And so, the church went on without him.
He said he soon would go to church.
He oft recalled the childhood times he went to Sunday School,
And how he learned John 3:16, and said the Golden Rule.
And he remembered pictures taken with his blushing bride,
While at the altar vows were said, as they stood side by side.
But now, the church went on without him.
He truly meant to go to church.
He worked so many hours each week, and when the weekend came,
He needed time just to relax, or practice his golf game.
And there were dozens of small tasks that he alone could do.
Before he even finished them, his weekend time was through.
And so, the church went on without him.
He promised he would go to church.
When friends and family begged him, he had lots of reasons why
The time was not convenient, but it would be by and by.
Soon things would settle down, and he would have more time to do
The countless tasks that he'd put off, and some that were brand new.
But still, the church went on without him.
He finally went to church.
His friends all came to see him, and to say a last farewell.
And many eyes were teary as they heard his funeral knell.
They thought of all the wasted years, and blessings cast aside,
Because he thought he'd find the time for church before he died.
And still, the church goes on without him
He knew it was important, and would help him in his life,
Because of all the turmoil that he faced, and all the strife.
But somehow days just slipped away, and then the months and years,
While he kept struggling with his guilt, his problems and his fears,
And so, the church went on without him.
He said he soon would go to church.
He oft recalled the childhood times he went to Sunday School,
And how he learned John 3:16, and said the Golden Rule.
And he remembered pictures taken with his blushing bride,
While at the altar vows were said, as they stood side by side.
But now, the church went on without him.
He truly meant to go to church.
He worked so many hours each week, and when the weekend came,
He needed time just to relax, or practice his golf game.
And there were dozens of small tasks that he alone could do.
Before he even finished them, his weekend time was through.
And so, the church went on without him.
He promised he would go to church.
When friends and family begged him, he had lots of reasons why
The time was not convenient, but it would be by and by.
Soon things would settle down, and he would have more time to do
The countless tasks that he'd put off, and some that were brand new.
But still, the church went on without him.
He finally went to church.
His friends all came to see him, and to say a last farewell.
And many eyes were teary as they heard his funeral knell.
They thought of all the wasted years, and blessings cast aside,
Because he thought he'd find the time for church before he died.
And still, the church goes on without him
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
Please Pray for Pastor David Bagwell , he is not feeling well ,and for brother Billy Phillips , he has blood clots in his legs . and brother Stan Cape . Brothers and Sisters , don't be this man in my story and wait to long to accept Jesus as your Lord . See you at The Neighborhood Church
this Sunday morning , And remember , God love you and so do we .
Nothing in the world can compare with God spirit ,The Neighborhood
church
Sunday 9.30 am
Pastor David Bagwell , Come here this God anointed Minister. And be Blessed
5075 Calhoun Memorial highway, Easley, South Carolina 29640,
The Neighborhood Church
Pastor David Bagwell
If not our Church , go to church somewhere !!
Sunday 9.30 am
Pastor David Bagwell , Come here this God anointed Minister. And be Blessed
5075 Calhoun Memorial highway, Easley, South Carolina 29640,
The Neighborhood Church
Pastor David Bagwell
If not our Church , go to church somewhere !!
Monday, March 10, 2014
By Many or By Few
By Many or By Few
When flanked around by evil men
You know not what to do
Just trust the Lord, for He can save
By many or by few
The foe may stand with confidence
Against you in the way
But numbers matter not at all
If on God’s side you stay
The Lord Himself will fight for you
If you on Him rely
And trust not in your selfish strength
But faith in Him apply
You know not what to do
Just trust the Lord, for He can save
By many or by few
The foe may stand with confidence
Against you in the way
But numbers matter not at all
If on God’s side you stay
The Lord Himself will fight for you
If you on Him rely
And trust not in your selfish strength
But faith in Him apply
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Please be in Prayer for Brother Billy Phillips
By Many or By Few
by Micah Betzner
When flanked around by evil men
You know not what to do
Just trust the Lord, for He can save
By many or by few
The foe may stand with confidence
Against you in the way
But numbers matter not at all
If on God’s side you stay
The Lord Himself will fight for you
If you on Him rely
And trust not in your selfish strength
But faith in Him apply
- See more at: http://www.christart.com/poetry/poem667.htm#sthash.NF7hdHfs.dpufYou know not what to do
Just trust the Lord, for He can save
By many or by few
The foe may stand with confidence
Against you in the way
But numbers matter not at all
If on God’s side you stay
The Lord Himself will fight for you
If you on Him rely
And trust not in your selfish strength
But faith in Him apply
By Many or By Few
by Micah Betzner
When flanked around by evil men
You know not what to do
Just trust the Lord, for He can save
By many or by few
The foe may stand with confidence
Against you in the way
But numbers matter not at all
If on God’s side you stay
The Lord Himself will fight for you
If you on Him rely
And trust not in your selfish strength
But faith in Him apply
- See more at: http://www.christart.com/poetry/poem667.htm#sthash.NF7hdHfs.dpufYou know not what to do
Just trust the Lord, for He can save
By many or by few
The foe may stand with confidence
Against you in the way
But numbers matter not at all
If on God’s side you stay
The Lord Himself will fight for you
If you on Him rely
And trust not in your selfish strength
But faith in Him apply
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