I asked God

I asked God to take away my habit.
God said, No.
It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up.

I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
God said, No.
His spirit is whole, his body is only temporary

I asked God to grant me patience.
God said, No.
Patience is a byproduct of tribulations; it isn’t granted, it is learned.

I asked God to give me happiness.
God said, No.
I give you blessings; Happiness is up to you.

I asked God to spare me pain.
God said, No.
Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to me.

I asked God to make my spirit grow.
God said, No.
You must grow on your own! But I will prune you to make you fruitful.

I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.
God said, No.
I will give you life, so that you may enjoy all things.

I ask God to help me LOVE others, as much as He loves me.
God said…Ahhhh, finally you have the RIGHT idea.

Jan Bagwell
God Bless !

I would like all my friends come to Easley , to The Neighborhood Church , and listen to a God call Minister , I believe that God has call a number of people to Preach { not all that preach are call } . If you listen you will be able tell which ones are call . God has call men and women into the Ministry . Many are call but few are chosen . Pastor David Bagwell has a anointing that God only give to few . His calling started when he was nine years old .

His Shines His Light

He Shines His Light

He shines his light

Upon my life
He shines his grace on me
If it was not for him
my life would hang
Like a man hanging from a rope
I would float in darkness
My sins would over shadow me
My toil would grow great
He shines light on me
If it wasn't for him my spirit would die
I would cry a river of tears
My eyes look upon on a hill
Where angels fly and spread joy and peace
If it was not for him
I would be lead a stray
My days would be dark with gloom
My precious soul would be doomed
For it was not for him I would not be alive
I would struggle and fall to the ground
If it was not for him
My life would be stuck in limbo
He shines his light on me

Jan Bagwell

God Bless

Please remember Mary Phillips {Carpenter} , she need your prayers 

On Days

 On Days...

On days when your world is turned upside down, 
Have the guts to face it with a smile, do not frown. 
Gather all your trust and place it with God, 
Even when the chances to win seem very odd. 
And a little ray of sunlight with show up soon, 
The birds will start singing & the flowers will bloom. 
For it is God who gives us the strength and the hope, 
Even in trails he helps us to find it easier to cope. 
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !

1 pm Thursday Jan 3 - Bernice Atkins calls to request prayer for her birth mother, Sharon.
Sharon is at this moment in ER in critical condition and Bernice is on her way to see what going on . { prayer request came from Judy Howard ]

 would like all my friends at  to come to Easley , to The Neighborhood Church , and listen to a God call Minister , I believe that God has call a number to Preach { not all that preach are call } . If you listen you will be able tell which ones are call . God has call men and women into the Ministry . Many are call but few are chosen . Pastor David Bagwell has a annoying that God only give to few . His calling started when he was nine years old .

Nights of Winter

I Had Gazed out the Window 

Of a World Turned Grey

Where Trees Took Shapes 

Of Troubled Men

Thinly Frozen Water 

Bouncing Low Rays of Sunlight

Skimming Across to No Place

-

Chimneys Billowing Smoky Dust

Rising into Dark Colored Skies

As Though Speaking 

To a Dreary Night-scape

Cutting Winds Chilling Air

Sun Awaiting to Rise Again

-

No Songbirds Here

Scavenging for What Little They May

Feathers Frilled 

Nesting among Naked Shrubs

Little Do They Know

Of Stern Relentless Fate

The Earth Is Left Tired . . . and Cold

-

Whisteling Winds Weary and Brief

The Ghostly Sounds of Winters Sleep

Long Casting Shadows 

Laying upon the Souls of Man

As We Curse These Days

Like Days of War

Leaving Us to Wonder and Think

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Soon this Will Pass I Know

Blight of Snow and Ice will Melt

Birds Rebuilding Nests to Nurture

While Blooming Color Awaits a Thaw

Such Power of Spring Bringing New Life

Blue Sky Openings as Day Grows Long

Winter Gloom Brings Springtime Song

 Jan Bagwell

God Bless !

The CHURCH

THE CHURCH

The Church is not a building; 
It's a body. 
It has no rooms for cleaning, 
Or a lobby. 
You cannot paint its walls -or- 
Greet in the halls. 
The Church is not a building; 
It's a body. 

The Church is not an office;
It's a body.
It's not a place for business
Or a party.
It's not where we meet -or-
Where we take a seat.
The Church is not a building;
It's a body.

The Church is not in town;
It is the City.
It's not built upon the ground
Or with money.
You can't hang up a sign
On brick, oak, or pine.
The Church is not in town;
It is the City.

The Church is the Bride;
Jesus is the Groom.
Together they abide
As new Jerusalem.

The Church is the Kingdom;
Its light is the Lord.
For us He has come,
So faithful is His Word!
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !

One Year Ago

One Year ago — jots what? God — spell the word! I — can’t — Was’t Grace? Not that — Was’t Glory? That — will do — Spell slower — Glory — Such Anniversary shall be — Sometimes — not often — in Eternity — When farther Parted, than the Common Woe — Look — feed upon each other’s faces — so — In doubtful meal, if it be possible Their Banquet’s true — I tasted — careless — then — I did not know the Wine Came once a World — Did you? Oh, had you told me so — This Thirst would blister — easier — now — You said it hurt you — most — Mine — was an Acorn’s Breast — And could not know how fondness grew In Shaggier Vest — Perhaps — I couldn’t — But, had you looked in — A Giant — eye to eye with you, had been — No Acorn — then — So — Twelve months ago — We breathed — Then dropped the Air — Which bore it best? Was this — the patientest — Because it was a Child, you know — And could not value — Air? If to be “Elder” — mean most pain — I’m old enough, today, I’m certain — then — As old as thee — how soon? One — Birthday more — or Ten? Let me — choose! Ah, Sir, None!Jan BagwellGod Bless !

A New Year With The Lord

A New Year With The Lord

A new year is about to unfold
With new opportunities to explore
Doors will open for new experiences,
New adventures with the Lord

Remember not the former things,
The things of this past year,
The Lord will do new things in us
Much more than we are aware

For He will make a way for us
As we put our trust in Him
And He will guide our every step
By His presence we have within

What God has placed within our hearts,
We find we'll be able to do
If we look for the opportunities,
We'll see the door to go through

We mustn't let anything hold us back
But rise up and take our place
And be all that God wants us to be
With a fresh touch of His grace
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !