Stars

This thought has truly captured me
A thought that begs for more
That stars are actually openings
Holes in the heavenly floor.

I imagine a light shining through
As our Lord steps over a star
A momentary darkness comes, but
His shadow is not really so far.

Gazing at His incredible creation
Dazzled by the sparkling night
A brilliant white robe falls gracefully
My mind can envision this sight.

Sometimes one streaks across the sky
Leaving a trail of heavenly dew
Are there holes in the floor of Heaven?
Where His light is shining through.

Oh, millions of stars glimmer above
Where time is an endless space
Surrounded by the house of God
And a dream to touch His face.

The shadow of Him so very close
Only a mere universe away
It is just a breath to Him
A breath and maybe a day.

This thought has truly captured me
That stars are holes in the floor
Openings to our Savior's house
My heart can't conceive much more.

Lord, my eyes are lifted upward
Once again Your shadow, I see
Stepping over one last star
When at last You come for me.

Jan  Bagwell

God Bless !

When Heaven I Shall See

Sweet aromas fill the air,
No more pain or earthly care,
No more cane or rocking chair,
WHEN HEAVEN I SHALL SEE

The brightest Light the world has known,
The Son of God, His Glory shown,
Hand-in-hand, with me alone,
WHEN HEAVEN I SHALL SEE

All my friends and family,
That I have so long, longed to see,
Will all be there awaiting me,
WHEN HEAVEN I SHALL SEE

My mansion stands out bright and bold,
Of solid diamond, pearl and gold.
A quiet pond and fishing pole,
IN HEAVEN I SHALL SEE

Sweet Hosannas fill the air.
I'll sing out loud without a care,
For my voice will be perfect there,
WHEN HEAVEN I SHALL SEE

I'll thank my Savior face-to-face,
For saving me in my disgrace.
Eternal life shall be my place,
WHEN HEAVEN I SHALL SEE

There'll be no friends to let me down.
No broken hearts or looking down.
I'll feel God's presence all around,
WHEN HEAVEN I SHALL SEE

For now I must be in this world,
And satan's arrows at me hurl.
My Christian armor I unfurl,
FOR HEAVEN I SHALL SEE

Some day I'll leave my armor here,
And hear a great angelic cheer,
As to my Father I draw near,
AS HEAVEN I SHALL SEE

My heart will cry with every beat
"Praise You Father! Oh how sweet.
To spend forever at Your feet!"
WHEN HEAVEN I SHALL SEE

Jan Bagwell

God Bless !

To See My Savior's Face

I looked through photo albums,
And memories flooded my heart.
Seeing many departed loved ones
Really made my teardrops start.

I looked through my Bible
And then read John fourteen.
My glad heart filled with joy
As I began to picture that scene.

Someday my God will call me
To that great Heavenly home.
Then I will see those loved ones,
And nevermore will I roam.

My greatest desire when arriving
In that glorious, beautiful place
Will be to meet my precious Savior
And to look upon His dear face.

Jan Bagwell

God Bless !

Running to Dad

You can run to your Father no matter what
Covered in sin, encrusted with smut
You haven't done anything He hasn't seen
And only His touch washes you clean
You can hide in a corner and bury your head
But shame like a jam will eventually spread
Slipping into your night, devouring your day
Like a child in mud, and fingerprint play
At first it feels good, and it all seems so right
When playing in darkness we turn out the light
Dancing in shadows and trying to find
Our purpose in life though traveling blind

The mountains are steep, the valleys are low
Wrapped in such recklessness from head to toe
Trying to climb it all on our own
But no one was made to do it alone
Yet still we continue to do our own thing
Holding on to a branch in desperate cling
All the while falling on the edge of a cliff
Where the stench of our sin leaves a terrible sniff
Hovering over, the portals of Hell
Dying of thirst with no wishing well
How foolish the child who tries to enact
The ways of his folly, so deeply intact

Run to your Dad, go ahead He's still there
He's already heard each heart wrenching prayer
His pockets are full of mercy and love
His compassion and grace fit just like a glove
He sees you in the distance, His heart just can't wait
To wrap His arms around you and wipe off the slate
That has kept you in a prison of sorrow and shame
Only the Father can call you by name
There is no one on earth who completely understands
And once you are there in the palm of His hands
Your Father in Heaven will never let go
There is peace in the presence of Your Daddy's glow.....

Jan Bagwell

God Bless !

Heaven they say!

Heaven they say is the place to be
Up in the skies all I can see
are abstract clouds of glorious seas

Heaven they say is a promised dream
An unseen paradise to me it seems
Which we see only in our dreams

Heaven they say is home
Every inch of it I wish to roam

Heaven they say is the promised land
For the righteous if you understand

Heaven they say is forever
It is forever and after and not never

But I say!
Heaven is the ultimate reward
From the Almighty Lord

Jan Bagwell

God  Bless !

Hold to the Hand That Holds Us

Hold to the hand that holds the sand that trickles through time’s glass
The Keeper of His promises knows what will come to pass
Then should the fight be hard and night reach far into the day
Still, hold the hand that holds us in each untold come-what-may

Hold to the hand that holds the land and sea in folds of blue
He parts the waters of the deep so that we may pass through
And should the way that he allows seem foreign to our want
Still, hold the hand that holds us close where fear and worry taunt

Hold to the hand that will not fail though oft it seems, we must
Yet, if we never failed then would we ever truly trust?
His hands are rich with mercy, granting courage for this strife
Hold to the hand that holds us in the gray and gold of life

Hold to the hand that holds the plans for every one of us
And wore the nails and bore the cross for our sin; Jesus
Hold to His hand, He understands what we can never know
Hold to the hand that holds us near and never lets us go

Jan Bagwell

God  Bless !

Refine Me, Lord

Refine me, Lord,
purify me through and through.
Remove all my imperfections,
until I see only You.

Refine me, Lord,
until I am good as gold.
Take away all my insecurities,
and make me someone bold.

Refine me, Lord,
filter all my disbelieving out.
Reduce in me my hesitations,
until I no longer have a doubt.

Refine me, Lord,
cleanse me from my infirmities.
Hone in me Your strength,
and take from me my frailties.

Refine me, Lord,
purge the old man that lives inside.
Expose to me all my wickedness,
until I have nothing left to hide.

Refine, me Lord,
test me in Your truth and way.
Perfect in me a faultless heart,
and teach me not to stray.

Refine, me Lord,
purify Your love deep in me.
Polish joy into my very soul,
until Your image is all I see. 

Jan  Bagwell 

God Bless 

Zechariah 13: 9