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 !
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
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
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
Friday, April 8, 2011
In The Valleys I Grow
======================
Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
Full of sorrow, trouble and woe.
It's then I have to remember
That it's in the valleys I grow.
If I always stayed on the mountaintop
And never experienced pain,
I would never appreciate God's love
And would be living in vain.
I have so much to learn
And my growth is very slow,
Sometimes I need the mountaintops,
But it's in the valleys I grow.
I do not always understand
Why things happen as they do,
But I am very sure of one thing.
My Lord will see me through.
My little valleys are nothing
When I picture Christ on the cross
He went through the valley of death;
His victory was Satan's loss.
Forgive me Lord, for complaining
When I'm feeling so very low.
Just give me a gentle reminder
That it's in the valleys I grow.
Continue to strengthen me, Lord
And use my life each day,
To share your love with others
And help them find their way.
Thank you for valleys, Lord
For this one thing I know,
The mountaintops are glorious,
But it's in the valleys I grow!
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
BRAD ROGERS, AS THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW HIM , 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
======================
Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
Full of sorrow, trouble and woe.
It's then I have to remember
That it's in the valleys I grow.
If I always stayed on the mountaintop
And never experienced pain,
I would never appreciate God's love
And would be living in vain.
I have so much to learn
And my growth is very slow,
Sometimes I need the mountaintops,
But it's in the valleys I grow.
I do not always understand
Why things happen as they do,
But I am very sure of one thing.
My Lord will see me through.
My little valleys are nothing
When I picture Christ on the cross
He went through the valley of death;
His victory was Satan's loss.
Forgive me Lord, for complaining
When I'm feeling so very low.
Just give me a gentle reminder
That it's in the valleys I grow.
Continue to strengthen me, Lord
And use my life each day,
To share your love with others
And help them find their way.
Thank you for valleys, Lord
For this one thing I know,
The mountaintops are glorious,
But it's in the valleys I grow!
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
BRAD ROGERS, AS THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW HIM , 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
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Summer Beauty
Summer Beauty
The loveliness that I behold
So far beyond compare ,
The joy I feel within my soul
Tells me my Savior’s near .
I see Him in red roses
That bloom along the vine .
I feel him in the gentle wind
That sweeps the Summer pines .
The sky enfolds me like a glove
Of magic azure blue ,
And I’m reminded that His love
Surrounds me this way ,too !
A rolling carpet of green grass
Backs up this breathless view ,
And I know for me that Heaven
Will be in colors of this hue .
As the sun slips slowly out of sight
In its westerly direction ,
I want to whisper , “please don’t go ,
Don’t end this day’s perfection .”
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Guide me in Your truth and teach
me ,for You are God my Savior ,
for You I await all the day ,
because of your goodness Lord .
Psalm 25:5
The loveliness that I behold
So far beyond compare ,
The joy I feel within my soul
Tells me my Savior’s near .
I see Him in red roses
That bloom along the vine .
I feel him in the gentle wind
That sweeps the Summer pines .
The sky enfolds me like a glove
Of magic azure blue ,
And I’m reminded that His love
Surrounds me this way ,too !
A rolling carpet of green grass
Backs up this breathless view ,
And I know for me that Heaven
Will be in colors of this hue .
As the sun slips slowly out of sight
In its westerly direction ,
I want to whisper , “please don’t go ,
Don’t end this day’s perfection .”
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Guide me in Your truth and teach
me ,for You are God my Savior ,
for You I await all the day ,
because of your goodness Lord .
Psalm 25:5
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Strong Faith
Strong Faith.
A small congregation in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains built New santuary on a piece of land willed to them by church member.
Ten days before the new church was to open, the local building inspector
informed the pastor that the parking lot was inadequate for the size of
the building Until the church doubled the size of the parking lot, they
would not be able to use the new sanctuary.
Unfortunately, the church with its undersized lot had used every inch of
their land except for the mountain against which it had been built. In
order to build more parking spaces, they would have to move the mountain
out of the back yard. Undaunted, the pastor announced the next Sunday
morning that he would meet that evening with all members who had
"mountain moving faith."
They would hold a prayer session asking God to remove the mountain from
the back yard and to somehow provide enough money to have it paved and
painted before the scheduled opening dedication service the following
week.
At the appointed time, 24 of the congregation's 300 members assembled
for prayer. They prayed for nearly three hours. At ten o clock the
pastor
said the final "Amen". "We'll open next Sunday as scheduled "
he assured everyone. "God has never let us down before, and I believe
He will be faithful this time too."
The next morning as he was working in his study there came a loud knock
at his door. When he called "come in", a rough looking construction
foreman appeared, removing his hard hat as he entered.
"Excuse me, Reverend. I'm from Acme Construction Company over in the
next county. We're building a huge shopping mall. We need some fill
dirt.
Would you be willing to sell us a chunk of that mountain behind the
church?
We'll pay you for the dirt we remove and pave all the exposed area free
of charge, if we can have it right away. We can't do anything else until
we get the dirt in and allow it to settle properly."
The little church was dedicated the next Sunday as originally planned
and there were far more members with "mountain moving faith" on opening
Sunday than there had been the previous week!
Would you have shown up for that prayer meeting?
Some people say faith comes from miracles.
But others know:
MIRACLES COME FROM FAITH
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Please remember all our shut in , Please go pray for a sick person this week .Remember what ever you sow you will reap . Be Blessed !!
A small congregation in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains built New santuary on a piece of land willed to them by church member.
Ten days before the new church was to open, the local building inspector
informed the pastor that the parking lot was inadequate for the size of
the building Until the church doubled the size of the parking lot, they
would not be able to use the new sanctuary.
Unfortunately, the church with its undersized lot had used every inch of
their land except for the mountain against which it had been built. In
order to build more parking spaces, they would have to move the mountain
out of the back yard. Undaunted, the pastor announced the next Sunday
morning that he would meet that evening with all members who had
"mountain moving faith."
They would hold a prayer session asking God to remove the mountain from
the back yard and to somehow provide enough money to have it paved and
painted before the scheduled opening dedication service the following
week.
At the appointed time, 24 of the congregation's 300 members assembled
for prayer. They prayed for nearly three hours. At ten o clock the
pastor
said the final "Amen". "We'll open next Sunday as scheduled "
he assured everyone. "God has never let us down before, and I believe
He will be faithful this time too."
The next morning as he was working in his study there came a loud knock
at his door. When he called "come in", a rough looking construction
foreman appeared, removing his hard hat as he entered.
"Excuse me, Reverend. I'm from Acme Construction Company over in the
next county. We're building a huge shopping mall. We need some fill
dirt.
Would you be willing to sell us a chunk of that mountain behind the
church?
We'll pay you for the dirt we remove and pave all the exposed area free
of charge, if we can have it right away. We can't do anything else until
we get the dirt in and allow it to settle properly."
The little church was dedicated the next Sunday as originally planned
and there were far more members with "mountain moving faith" on opening
Sunday than there had been the previous week!
Would you have shown up for that prayer meeting?
Some people say faith comes from miracles.
But others know:
MIRACLES COME FROM FAITH
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Please remember all our shut in , Please go pray for a sick person this week .Remember what ever you sow you will reap . Be Blessed !!
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