Don't Ever Stop Dreaming Your Dreams

Don't Ever Stop Dreaming Your Dreams

Don't ever be reluctant to show your feelings when you're happy, give in to it. When you're not, live with it. Don't ever be afraid to try to make things better you might be surprised at the results.   Don't ever take the weight of the world on your shoulders. Don't ever feel threatened by the future, take life one day at a time. Don't ever feel guilty about the past what's done is done. Learn from any mistakes you might have made.   Don't ever feel that you are alone there is always somebody there for you to reach out to.   Don't ever forget that you can achieve so many of the things you can imagine. ... It's not as hard as it seems. Don't ever stop loving don't ever stop believing, don't ever stop dreaming your dreams.  Jan Bagwell God Bless !!

God's New Jerusalem,

God's children long to see God's New Jerusalem,
a wonderful, glorious, and beautiful city.
They're going to this city,
where they will never experience any pain, sickness, death, or pity.

A promised city that was foretold in God's word,
that has shining streets of pure gold,
and they in this city will forever live.
A city with many wonderful breath taking sights,
that to them, Jesus will freely give.

They will live with Jesus in this beautiful city,
a city where no one ever grows old.
A city that they will learn much more about,
for the greatest stories of this city have yet to be told.

They believe the story in God's word about the New Jerusalem,
in how John saw it coming down.
They believe it, because they believe in all of God's word,
and they in this city, will one day be found.
Jan Bagwell
God  Bless

I See Spring!

"With picture faded on the wall
oh, who could understand it all?

For yesterday began the spring
when we could dance and we could sing.

But faded now, our lively songs
with grasses dead and flowers gone.
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Today I stand somewhat dismayed.
and of tomorrow, am afraid.

My wrinkled face now bears a frown.
I find the whole world up-side-down.

From government to businesses,
the world is busy, all abuzz.

The love of money, Satan's hook.
What's with the envy? Take a look!

In all the world, who understands?
Does love for money stain our hands?
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Some day in Heaven, happily,
I'll sing God's praises out with glee!

Who cares of clothes or car I drive?
I am with Him and am alive!

Today, I see deception's sting,
but of tomorrow, I see spring!

With picture faded on the wall
oh, who would understand it all?

Jan Bagwell

God Bless

His Stepping Stones

The trees had towered high above with leaves that blocked the sun,
except sporadic points of light with rays that danced in fun,
reflecting smooth and softened light off surface they would share,
from lazy stream meandering through lush, thick grasses there.

The random, yellow flowers sprinkled down along the bank,
had framed a lovely picture 'round the stream where sparrow drank,
as ripples crossed the mirrored stream where it was somewhat wide,
before that sparrow took to flight beyond the other side,

I prayed that I might also find a way beyond the stream,
but there was no where I could cross to realize that dream.
Determined that I'd have my way, I held each leather shoe
and started wading 'cross the stream to get another view.

But splash! Face down I tripped and fell, then crawled out soaking wet.
I trudged myself downstream a bit. His truth and my eyes met.
It's 'one' to 'zero'. God has won and that's the final score.
Still soaking wet from head to toe, I started thinking more...

Sometimes through life we have no clue. I ponder as I sit -
of what God's done for me and you, just there downstream a bit.
He gives us His instruction and a 'dose of wisdom' loans -
if patient, we can't learn to be, to find His stepping stones.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
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GOD OF OUR LIFE THROUGH ALL THE CIRCLING YEARS:

God of our life ,through all the circling years,

We trust in Thee ;

In all the past ,through all our hopes and fears,

Thy hand we see .

With each new day ,when morning lifts the veil ,

We own Thy mercies , Lord ,which never fail .

God of the past ,our times are in Thy hand ;

With us abide .

Lead us faith to hope’s true Promised Land ;

Be Thou our guide .

With Thee to bless ,the darkness shines as light ,

And faith’s fair vision changes into sight .

God of the coming years ,through paths unknown

We follow Thee ;

When we are strong ,Lord ,leave us not alone ;

Our Refuge be .

Be Thou for us in life our Daily Bread ,

Our heart’s true Home when all our years have sped .

Jan Bagwell 

God Bless