Letters from Roscoe

Letters from Roscoe

It’s NOT all about ME!

Over the past few weeks it seems that the Lord has been telling me of things that I need to write to you about.  But there were so many things, and they were coming all at once.  I would try to remember one and another would just take its place.  I finally started writing down snippets so I could share them!  So before I dive into that, let me tell you about this.

I really feel that I’ve turned a corner lately and I’m heading down a straight away!

It used to be that when I’d pray, I’d ask God to help me do this.  God help me do that.  It was all about ME, ME, ME and that’s just not right.

I can see that now.

God knows what I need and I don’t need to tell him about it.  Don’t get me wrong.  There is no harm in talking to Him about my needs, I just don’t need to hog the conversation! 

It’s like we as a Church are climbing a mountain together.  I need to pray for YOU, my fellow climbers.  I need to keep in mind that I am not alone in this!

I need to spend my prayer time in praise and thanksgiving to Him for what he has already done and will do.  And I need to be praying for YOU.  I need to be lifting YOU up in prayer instead of ME.  So that’s what I’ve been doing of late. I’ve been making a conscious effort to keep ‘ME’ out of the prayer and I think it’s been helping.  I actually feel that God is pleased with this change in me. 

As for all those things he’s been hitting me with; here is just a smattering!

Never doubt your purpose in life or what you may be going through at this particular point.  God has placed you here for a reason and someone will be blessed by your presence.  You may be going through a trial right now but someone somehow will be blessed by your efforts.  Keep on believing. 

You may have been put on this earth for one particular reason, or there may be many reasons.  Maybe my purpose was to be standing in the right place many years ago when I noticed another kid about my age drowning.  I jumped in and pulled him back to safety.  I was kind of like the Sycamore tree that Zaccheus needed to climb.  Not so he could see Jesus – but for Jesus to see him!

I never found out that kid’s name.  Maybe he went on and is doing something really big for God today.

People who don’t believe in God think that when they die, the ‘show’ is over.  Why is it so hard for them to believe in the God that gave them this life?  Where do they think their soul, their spirit came from?  Why not believe in ’life before birth’?  I had to come from somewhere.  I choose to believe that I came from God and someday I will return to Him.  For all that Man thinks he can do, he cannot create life.  Not even so much as a plant much less a human being.

Eddie William’s testimony is incredible and it is backed up by others telling of similar experiences.  Ask a nurse, they’ve had small glimpses of heaven!  Especially hospice nurses.  I recently spoke with a hospice nurse who said that she loved what she did and that one of the greatest and most loving moments was when a Christian crossed over.

And finally, I want to leave you with this to think about.

We are the children of a Father who loves us like a Mother.