Tuesday, April 19, 2011

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 .

Monday, April 18, 2011

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 .

Friday, April 15, 2011

God Will Not ask Me

God Will Not Ask Me

God is not going to ask me how much I made.
He will ask me how much I gave.

God will not ask me about the size of my house.
He will ask me did I invite Him in.

God will not ask me about the elegance of the neighborhood.
He will ask me how I treated my neighbor.

God will not ask me what kind of car I drove.
He will ask me did I give those with no car a ride.

God will not ask me about the beauty of my wife.
He will ask me did I treat her with love.

God will not ask me about the style of my clothes.
He will ask me did I help clothe others.

God will not ask me the size of my bank account.
He will ask me how much is in my heavenly account.

God will not ask me how many children I fathered.
He will ask me if I was a good father to my children.

God will not ask me did I achieve fame.
He will ask me about my reputation.

God will not ask me if I traveled the world.
He will ask me did I improve the world.

God will not ask me about the troubles that I had.
He will ask me if I helped comfort the troubled.
God will not ask me if I did miracles in the name of His Son.
He will ask me if I really knew Him.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
AS I SENT THE EMAIL ON THE SEVENTH THINGS HAVE CHANGED WITH BRAD ROGERS .HE IS TO GO FOR THE TESTS FOR CANCER TOMORROW INSTEAD OF NEXT WEEK. HE WILL HAVE HIS HEART CATH NEXT THURSDAY. HE HAS LOST MORE WEIGHT SINCE I SENT THE OTHER EMAIL. PLEASE CONTINUE TO PRAY FOR HIM THRU THIS AND I WILL DO SO ALSO ...THANKS AND WE ASK THIS IN JESUS NAME AMEN
This message was sent to me from Bonnie Alverson. THANK YOU Bonnie ; Please remember Liza Henson . Please remember David and Hali Bagwell in prayer .

Thursday, April 14, 2011

A woman was at work when she received a phone call that her small daughter was very sick with a fever. She left work and stopped by the pharmacy to get some medication. She got back to her car and found that she had locked her keys in the car. She didn't know what to do, so she called home and told the baby sitter what had happened.

The baby sitter told her that the fever was getting worse. She said, "You might find a coat hanger and use that to open the door."

The woman looked around and found an old rusty coat hanger that had been left on the ground, but said to herself, "I don't know how to use this."

She bowed her head and asked God to send her help. Within five minutes an old, beat-up motor motorcycle pulled up with a bearded man who was wearing an old biker skull rag on his head.

The woman thought, "This is what You sent to help me?" But she was desperate, so she was also very thankful. The man got off of his bike and asked if he could help.

She said, "Yes, my daughter is very sick. I stopped to get her some medication and I locked my keys in my car. I must get home to her, please, can you use this hanger to unlock my car?"

He said, "Sure." He walked over to the car, and in less than a minute the car was opened.

She hugged the man and through her tears she said, "Thank you SO much! You are a very nice man."

The man replied, "Lady, I am not a nice man. I just got out of prison yesterday - for car theft."

The woman hugged the man again and with sobbing tears cried out loud, "Oh, thank you God! You even sent me a professional!"

Live. Love. Laugh.
Send to me by David Bagwell , and I thought it was very good . Be in much prayer for Brad Rogers and Liza Henson , God Bless you my friends !

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

A Perfect Day

A Perfect Day

God stretches out His loving hand
His blessings to bestow ,
And guides us in our daily lives
Because He loves us so .

He fills our hearts with joy and peace
We’re always in his care ,
He knows our need and want
And answers every prayer .

He heals all pain and solves all ills
Which often come our way ,
His grace shines down upon us all
To create a perfect day .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Please keep Brad Rogers in your prayers .
I thank God for all of you !

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Ever Since Gethsemane

Ever since Gethsemane
Where Jesus walked His lonely way ,
A garden’s soft serenity
Has marked a special place to pray .

My garden knows no holiness ;
The Master’s footsteps never trod
Along these paths , yet I confess
I’ve seen His mark upon the sod .

My garden takes on special grace
And I find love and lasting peace
Within the confines of this place
As golden summer days increase .

If I should pause to meditate
And offer prayers on bended knee ,
Suddenly , by some strange fate ,
My garden is Gethsemane !!
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Please remember Brother Brad Rogers in your Prayers and Liza Henson

Monday, April 11, 2011

My Country Home Place

My Country Home Place

Give me sweet hay barns
And windswept hollows ,
White rumpled clouds laced
With the flight of swallows.

Give me fields of tall corn
In waving green rows ,
And the bright orange pumpkins
That harvest time knows.

Give me rippling creek water
Where children splash and wade
With stately oak trees lending
Cool intervals of shade .

Give me bright meadow daisies
On rolling green hills
And fruit pies cooling
On wide windowsills .

Give me these Summer miracles
In treasured beauty traced ,
Where life’s delights await me
In my country home place .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
He hath made everything beautiful in His time ….
Ecclesiastes 3:11


BRAD ROGERS, IS IN A BAD PLACE RIGHT NOW AND HE NEEDS OUR PRAYERS...THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW HIM HE IS A GOOD FRIEND OF MINE AND I WORRY ABOUT HIM...HE HAS A HEART CONDITION AND IS HAVING HEART CONGESTION AND HAS BEEN TO THE DOCTOR AND ALSO HAS LOST A LOT OF WEIGHT (DOWN FROM 180 TO 157) AND WILL BE GOING TO THE HOSPITAL NEXT WEEK FOR A HEART CATHERIZATION. HIS HEART WOULD NOT BE A GOOD CANDIDATE FOR SURGERY...THEY WILL BE RUNNING TESTS ON HIM TO SEE WHY HE HAS LOST SO MUCH WEIGHT...HEART PROBLEMS ALONE WOULD HAVE NOT CAUSED THAT AMOUNT OF WEIGHT LOSS.HE IS A WONDERFUL MAN AND A VERY GOOD FRIEND...PLEASE HELP ME PRAY FOR HIM AND THANKS IN ADVANCE FOR YOUR PRAYERS; IN JESUS NAME AMEN