Five minutes After I die Lost :

Five minutes After I die Lost :

Loved ones will weep o’er my silent face ;

Dear ones will clasp me in sad embrace ;

Shadows and darkness will fill the place  ,

Five minutes after I die .

Faces that sorrow I will not see ;

Voices that murmur will not reach me ;

But where ,oh,where will my spirit be ,

Five minutes after I die .

Here ,I have rested ,and roved , and ranged ;

Here , I have cherished ,and grown estranged .

There ,and then, it will all be changed ,

Five minutes after I die .

Naught to repair the good I lack ;

Fixed to  the goal of my chosen track;

No room to repent – no turning back ,

Five minutes after I die !

Now ,I can strife convictions stirred ;

Now ,I can silence the voice oft heard ;

Then ,the fulfillment of God’s sure Word,

Fives minutes  after I die .

Mated for aye with my chosen throng ;

Long is eternity ,oh so long !

Then woe is me if my soul is wrong ,

Five minutes after I die .

Oh ,what a fool ! Hard the word , but true ,

Passing the Saviour , with hell in view ,

Doing a thing I can ne’er undo ,

Fives minutes after I die .

Since I am flinging a fortune away ;

Since I am wasting salvation’s day ,

“just is my sentence,” my soul shall say ,

Fives minutes after I die .

Jan Bagwell   

God Bless !

Think about it !

   Three Things

I know three things must ever be ,

To keep a nation strong and free:

One is a hearthstone bright and dear

With busy , happy loved ones near ;

One is a ready heart and hand

To love and serve and keep the land ;

One is a worn and beaten way

To where the people go to pray .

So long as these are kept alive ,

Nation and people  will survive  .

God keep them , always ,everywhere ,

The hearth , the flag ,the place of prayer .

Jan Bagwell

God Bless !

Have a blessed and safe 4^th of July

Teach America To Pray

Teach America To Pray

Lord ,we would bow in need of Thee

Throughout this land from sea to sea ,

From where Atlantic’s breakers roar

To blue Pacific’s golden shore ,

Oh , may we all in longing say ,

Lord ,teach America to pray !

May we our sins to Thee confess ,

Pleading in faith Thy righteousness ,

May we again come to Thy throne ,

Returning that which is Thine own .

Our broken hearts before Thee lay .

Lord , teach America to pray !

May our good land be true and just ,

Her motto e’er “In God We Trust .”

May she be guided by Thy Word .

Thy wisdom in her walls be heard .

May all who love her plead today ,

Lord , teach America to pray !

And as her flag unfurls on high

Its starry splendor to the sky ,

May we , in grateful thanks to Thee

Who gave to us this land so free ,

Preserve her freedom in Thy way

Lord , teach America to pray!

To pray that cruel wars may cease ,

That to the world may come Thy peace ,

That ever , always , at Thy feet ,

We may attain communion sweet ,

In loving trust to Thee we say ,

Lord , teach America to pray

Jan Bagwell

God Bless !

Please be in Pray for J.D Holiday and family 

Coming Soon

In the glow of early morning ,

In the solemn hush of night ;

Down from heaven’s open portals

   Steal a messenger of light ;

Whispering sweetly to my spirit ,

While the hosts of heaven sing !

This the wondrous thrilling story ,

   Christ is coming, Christ my King .

Oft me thinks I hear His footsteps ,

Stealing down the paths of time ;

And the future dark with shadows ,

   Brightens with the hope sublime .

Sound the soul-inspiring anthem

Angel hosts , your harps attune ;

Earth’s long night is almost over,

   Christ is coming – coming soon

Long we’ve waited blest Redeemer ,

Waited for the first bright ray

Of the morn when sin and sorrow

   At thy Presence flee away;

But our vigil’s nearly over ;

Hope of heaven , oh priceless boon !

In the east the glow appearing .

   Christ is coming – coming soon .

Jan Bagwell

God Bless !

Aunt Sarah Luckey's Quilt

Aunt Sarah Luckey’s  Quilt

I have a dear possession ,

A quilt of many years ,

T’was made with loving fingers

By a maiden long since dead .

I wonder of the dreams she had

As she sewed the lovely color ,

Of  the  prince who’d someday come

And love her as no other .

I know she must have though a lot

Of how she’d have a home ,

And fill it full of  lovely things

From which she ever roam .

Perhaps she dreamed of baby shoes,

Of tired little feet ,

And all the other things that go

To make a life complete .

But ah , her dreams they ne’er came true

For soon she was to rest

I n that  fair land beyond the blue ,

Where souls are ever blessed ..

Now I , the namesake of this aunt

In the  second  generation ,

Gaze on her lovely  work of art

With praise and adoration ,

My life like hers is incomplete ,

I, too, dream of tomorrow

When all the  worldly things have  passed

Like love , and hate and sorrow .

Mabe we’ll meet on that fair shore

Along with many others

  Jan  Bagwell  ,

God Bless !

Lives Distressed Cannot Be Blessed

Lives Distressed Cannot Be Blessed

Refuse to be discouraged ,

Refuse to be distressed ,

For when we are  despondent

Our lives cannot be blessed ,

For doubt and fear and worry

Close the door to faith and prayer ,

And there’s no room for blessings

When we’re lost in deep despair ,

So remember when we’re troubled

With uncertainty and doubt

It is best to tell our Father

What our fear is all about .

For unless we seek His guidance

When  troubled times arise ,

We are bound  to make decisions

That are twisted and  unwise ,

But when we view our problems

Through the eyes of God above ,

Misfortunes turn to blessings

And hatred turn to love .

Jan bagwell    

God Bless !

Please pray for Brother Mike wells , Mother ,family     

        Live With Joy

Only what we give away

Enriches us from day to day ,

For not in getting but in giving

Is found the lasting joy of  living .

For no one ever had a part

In sharing treasures of the heart

Who did not feel the impact of

The magic mystery of God’s love .

For love alone can make us kind

And give us joy and peace of mind ,

So live with joy unselfishly

And you’ll be blessed abundantly .

Jan Bagwell

God bless !

         Joy

If you keep my commandment ,  you will in my love ,just as I have kept my Father’s commandment and abide in his

love .These things I have spoken to you , that my joy may be in you , and that your joy may be full .

John 15:10-11