More Faith
God has more faith in you than you do in yourself.
You know what's ON you.
He knows what's IN you.
You know the weight you carry.
He knows your strength.
You know your pain.
He knows where your healing is.
"For I know the plans I have for you," says the LORD.
"They are plans for good and not for disaster,
to give you a future and a hope." (Jer 29:11 NLT)
Friday, August 20, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
God's Wave Length
God’s Wave Length
There’s ever a call that is coming
Over a broadcasting station above ;
Tune in your heart and listen
To God tell of his wonderful love ,
The receiver must be in good order ,
The wires not rusted with sin ;
You won’t need much amplification ,
When His message comes rolling in ,
But if Satan has got into your heart ,
And ruined the works out of spite
Ask God to renew your receiver ,
He’ll give you one that works right .
Then keep your receiver in order,
Tuned to God’s own wave length ;
Close the circuit if Satan is calling ,
And God will add much to your strength .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless and keep you !
There’s ever a call that is coming
Over a broadcasting station above ;
Tune in your heart and listen
To God tell of his wonderful love ,
The receiver must be in good order ,
The wires not rusted with sin ;
You won’t need much amplification ,
When His message comes rolling in ,
But if Satan has got into your heart ,
And ruined the works out of spite
Ask God to renew your receiver ,
He’ll give you one that works right .
Then keep your receiver in order,
Tuned to God’s own wave length ;
Close the circuit if Satan is calling ,
And God will add much to your strength .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless and keep you !
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Wait
Wait
If but one message I may leave behind ,
One single word of courage for my kind ,
It would be this , Oh ,, brother , sister ,friend ,
Whatever life may bring , what God may send ,
No matter whether clouds lift soon or late ,
Take head and wait .
Despair may tangle darkly at your feet ,
Your faith be dimmed ,and hope ,once cool and sweet ,
Be lost ,but suddenly above a hill ,
A heavenly lamp , set on a heavenly sill ,
Will shine for you and point the way to go ,
How well I know .
For I have waited through the dark , and I
Have seen a star rise in the darkest sky
Repeatedly – It has not failed me yet
And I have learned God never will forget
To light his lamp , If we wait for it ,
It will be lit .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
If but one message I may leave behind ,
One single word of courage for my kind ,
It would be this , Oh ,, brother , sister ,friend ,
Whatever life may bring , what God may send ,
No matter whether clouds lift soon or late ,
Take head and wait .
Despair may tangle darkly at your feet ,
Your faith be dimmed ,and hope ,once cool and sweet ,
Be lost ,but suddenly above a hill ,
A heavenly lamp , set on a heavenly sill ,
Will shine for you and point the way to go ,
How well I know .
For I have waited through the dark , and I
Have seen a star rise in the darkest sky
Repeatedly – It has not failed me yet
And I have learned God never will forget
To light his lamp , If we wait for it ,
It will be lit .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Times of stillness
Times of Stillness
When the rush of o’ertakes me ,
and my soul for quiet seeks ,
When my mind is full of pressures
That pursue me through the week ,
I have a little haven
Where I find my hearts content ,
And the quiet that surrounds me there
is truly heaven sent.
For we need times of stiffness ;
To relax and just unwind ,
And let go of small resentments
That clutter up our minds .
So I seek the soothing quiet ,
To my haven , safe I trod ,
And alone there in the silence ,
I feel very close to God !
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
Be still and know that I am God ! Ps. 46:10
When the rush of o’ertakes me ,
and my soul for quiet seeks ,
When my mind is full of pressures
That pursue me through the week ,
I have a little haven
Where I find my hearts content ,
And the quiet that surrounds me there
is truly heaven sent.
For we need times of stiffness ;
To relax and just unwind ,
And let go of small resentments
That clutter up our minds .
So I seek the soothing quiet ,
To my haven , safe I trod ,
And alone there in the silence ,
I feel very close to God !
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
Be still and know that I am God ! Ps. 46:10
Monday, August 16, 2010
Winning Ways
Winning Ways
We walk along life’s highway
meet the bitter and sweet .
Rejoice with those who’ve made it …
pity those who’ve met defeat .
And as we journey down the road ,
see sadness , joy and pain ,
We wonder why some lose the race
while others , goals attain ,
We know misfortune comes to all
and problems we must weigh;
The Lord will stand beside us
every minute of each day .
So walk the road with head held high ,
though life , at times , seems glum;
But if you keep the faith you’ll find …
your battles can be won .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
We walk along life’s highway
meet the bitter and sweet .
Rejoice with those who’ve made it …
pity those who’ve met defeat .
And as we journey down the road ,
see sadness , joy and pain ,
We wonder why some lose the race
while others , goals attain ,
We know misfortune comes to all
and problems we must weigh;
The Lord will stand beside us
every minute of each day .
So walk the road with head held high ,
though life , at times , seems glum;
But if you keep the faith you’ll find …
your battles can be won .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
Friday, August 13, 2010
Just Checking in"
JUST CHECKING IN"
A minister passing through his church
In the middle of the day,
Decided to pause by the altar
And see who had come to pray.
Just then the back door opened,
A man came down the aisle,
The minister frowned as he saw
The man hadn't shaved in a while. His shirt was kinda shabby
And his coat was worn and frayed,
The man knelt, he bowed his head,
Then rose and walked away.
In the days that followed,
Each noon time came this chap,
Each time he knelt just for a moment,
A lunch pail in his lap.
Well, the minister's suspicions grew,
With robbery a main fear,
He decided to stop the man and ask him,
'What are you doing here?'
The old man said, he worked down the road.
Lunch was half an hour.
Lunchtime was his prayer time,
For finding strength and power.
'I stay only moments, see,
Because the factory is so far away;
As I kneel here talking to the Lord,
This is kinda what I say:
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHERS FRIENDSHIP AND YOU
TOOK AWAY MY SIN. DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT
YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM CHECKING IN TODAY.'
The minister feeling foolish,
Told Jim, that was fine.
He told the man he was welcome
To come and pray just anytime
Time to go, Jim smiled, said 'Thanks.'
He hurried to the door.
The minister knelt at the altar,
He'd never done it before.
His cold heart melted, warmed with love,
And met with Jesus there.
As the tears flowed, in his heart,
He repeated old Jim's prayer:
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHERS FRIENDSHIP AND YOU
TOOK AWAY MY SIN. I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK
ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY.'
Past noon one day, the minister noticed
That old Jim hadn't come.
As more days passed without Jim,
He began to worry some.
At the factory, he asked about him,
Learning he was ill.
The hospital staff was worried,
But he'd given them a thrill.
The week that Jim was with them,
Brought changes in the ward.
His smiles, a joy contagious.
Changed people, were his reward.
The head nurse couldn't understand
Why Jim was so glad,
When no flowers, calls or cards came,
Not a visitor he had.
The minister stayed by his bed,
He voiced the nurse's concern:
No friends came to show they cared.
He had nowhere to turn.
Looking surprised, old Jim spoke
Up and with a winsome smile;
'the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,
That he's in here all the while
Everyday at noon He's here,
A dear friend of mine, you see,
He sits right down, takes my hand,
Leans over and says to me:
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP, AND I TOOK
AWAY YOUR SIN.
ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,
I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY, AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS CHECKING IN TODAY.'
If this blesses you, pass it on. Many people will walk in and out of
your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart
May God hold you in the palm of His hand
And Angels watch over you.
Thank you , Brother Mike Wells for this Story .It blessed my heart .
A minister passing through his church
In the middle of the day,
Decided to pause by the altar
And see who had come to pray.
Just then the back door opened,
A man came down the aisle,
The minister frowned as he saw
The man hadn't shaved in a while. His shirt was kinda shabby
And his coat was worn and frayed,
The man knelt, he bowed his head,
Then rose and walked away.
In the days that followed,
Each noon time came this chap,
Each time he knelt just for a moment,
A lunch pail in his lap.
Well, the minister's suspicions grew,
With robbery a main fear,
He decided to stop the man and ask him,
'What are you doing here?'
The old man said, he worked down the road.
Lunch was half an hour.
Lunchtime was his prayer time,
For finding strength and power.
'I stay only moments, see,
Because the factory is so far away;
As I kneel here talking to the Lord,
This is kinda what I say:
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHERS FRIENDSHIP AND YOU
TOOK AWAY MY SIN. DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT
YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM CHECKING IN TODAY.'
The minister feeling foolish,
Told Jim, that was fine.
He told the man he was welcome
To come and pray just anytime
Time to go, Jim smiled, said 'Thanks.'
He hurried to the door.
The minister knelt at the altar,
He'd never done it before.
His cold heart melted, warmed with love,
And met with Jesus there.
As the tears flowed, in his heart,
He repeated old Jim's prayer:
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHERS FRIENDSHIP AND YOU
TOOK AWAY MY SIN. I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK
ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY.'
Past noon one day, the minister noticed
That old Jim hadn't come.
As more days passed without Jim,
He began to worry some.
At the factory, he asked about him,
Learning he was ill.
The hospital staff was worried,
But he'd given them a thrill.
The week that Jim was with them,
Brought changes in the ward.
His smiles, a joy contagious.
Changed people, were his reward.
The head nurse couldn't understand
Why Jim was so glad,
When no flowers, calls or cards came,
Not a visitor he had.
The minister stayed by his bed,
He voiced the nurse's concern:
No friends came to show they cared.
He had nowhere to turn.
Looking surprised, old Jim spoke
Up and with a winsome smile;
'the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,
That he's in here all the while
Everyday at noon He's here,
A dear friend of mine, you see,
He sits right down, takes my hand,
Leans over and says to me:
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP, AND I TOOK
AWAY YOUR SIN.
ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,
I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY, AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS CHECKING IN TODAY.'
If this blesses you, pass it on. Many people will walk in and out of
your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart
May God hold you in the palm of His hand
And Angels watch over you.
Thank you , Brother Mike Wells for this Story .It blessed my heart .
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Come To Jesus
Come To Jesus
When life becomes so weary
Every day brings new despair
And you’ve lost your love for living
To a life of barren fare ;
When you’ve nothing left to live for-
And no more tears to cry ;
Come to Jesus , with burdens ,
For a love He won’t deny .
He is waiting to embrace you-
Just a simple prayer away –
And to fill your heart with gladness
To endear your night and day .
For He knows of all you’ve suffered ,
In your journeys through the years ,
And He know of faiths you’ve vanished
To your struggles and your tears .
Come to Jesus and His comforts –
Within calling of your cry ;
Let Him grant new loves ,for sharing ,
And new faiths to journey by ;
Let Him give your life new meaning
And uplift you from despair .
Come to Him –who waits to help you –
At the moment of your prayer .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
Please remember , to pray for our shut in and Sarah Gary who was stung 12 times by bees
When life becomes so weary
Every day brings new despair
And you’ve lost your love for living
To a life of barren fare ;
When you’ve nothing left to live for-
And no more tears to cry ;
Come to Jesus , with burdens ,
For a love He won’t deny .
He is waiting to embrace you-
Just a simple prayer away –
And to fill your heart with gladness
To endear your night and day .
For He knows of all you’ve suffered ,
In your journeys through the years ,
And He know of faiths you’ve vanished
To your struggles and your tears .
Come to Jesus and His comforts –
Within calling of your cry ;
Let Him grant new loves ,for sharing ,
And new faiths to journey by ;
Let Him give your life new meaning
And uplift you from despair .
Come to Him –who waits to help you –
At the moment of your prayer .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
Please remember , to pray for our shut in and Sarah Gary who was stung 12 times by bees
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