Give Me This Mountain

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I had never deserved to be forgiven in the first place when I aas converted. I could do nothing to merit God's favour, His grace, His love. If all I had ever known was unmerited and undeserved grace, how could I then forfeit that which I never earned?... Was I too proud, in some strange, inverted way to humble myself to accept an unmerited forgiveness? I know that it was all of grace, yet my inner being wanted the right to do something to merit it. I was trying to work out my own salvation, to earn God's forgiveness, to prove the sincerity of my repentance...At last I knew that it was true. It was not based on my feeling or on my emotions. It was not dependent on my faith or my obedience. In no way could I merit or deserve it. He loved me. He knew me through and through, better than I knew myself, and yet still, He loved me. Christ died on Calvary to tell me that. Christ lives in Heaven, an unceasing intercessor on my behalf to make that love real to me in my experience.” I would go across to the other side and then say to him, “Do you know my best friend?” He says, “Who?” I say, “Jesus.” “No,” he says. “Can I introduce you to him?” “Yes,” he says. And we sit down on the grassy bank, and we talk for two, three, maybe four hours. He is in no hurry. To him time doesn’t matter. There was now a growing hunger in my heart. During the Christmas holidays, the C.U. girls had arranged for me to go to a Christian house party, and suddenly, on the last night of the house party, I knew. I knew that I had been blind, but now I could see. And this complete certainty, the knowledge of what Jesus had done for me in the past, made me utterly sure that I was saved.

Dr Helen Roseveare, the renowned English missionary to the Congo, has passed away at the age of 91.

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On that dreadful night, beaten and bruised, terrified and tormented, unutterably alone, I had felt at last God had failed me. Surely He could have stepped in earlier, surely things need not have gone that far. I had reached what seemed to be the ultimate depth of despairing nothingness.That demands that we come down into the valleys. We cannot fulfill God’s purpose for our lives up on the mountaintop. The disciples saw the transfigured Jesus in all his glory and radiance on the mountaintop. His garments were shining; his eyes were shining. They were in the very presence of the glory of God. Then they came down into the valley, where there was a crowd. In the crowd was a father with his epileptic (or demonized) son. That was where the work was done. I’ll never forget that wonderful evening, the first of January, a lovely New Year’s Day over sixty years ago. I can remember it now as though it was yesterday. I don’t know how God does such wonders, but I suddenly knew with absolute assurance that God knew me and loved me so much that he sent his Son Jesus to die for me. I’d heard this wonderful gospel throughout my first term at the university, when I’d been going to Christian Union meetings. I don’t even know why I went to those meetings, except that they drew me, they attracted me; but I didn’t know the Savior.

Helen returned from the Congo in 1973 due to her mother's declining health. During her later years, she travelled around the world to speak of her experiences and wrote several books. She went to be with the Lord in December 2016. Living Stones ebook". worldmissionbooks.com. Archived from the original on 2016-12-21 . Retrieved 2016-12-09. At first, Helen was based at Ibambi where she worked hard to set up a hospital and training centre. She was passionate to train national workers as 'nurse-evangelists', (10) who could use their medical skills as a springboard for taking the gospel to the Congolese. In 1955, four of her students passed the state examinations to qualify as assistant nurses. While rejoicing in their success, Helen was informed that the medical programme, and therefore herself, would be moved seven miles north, to Nebobongo, a disused leprosy colony. Here, she had to begin work from scratch. Initially she resented this change and was filled with anger. Seeing her rage, a fellow-missionary prayed for her, and Helen began to see that it was the Lord himself who was sending her to Nebobongo. (11) She fully trusted that God would use this move to make her more like Jesus, and she submitted willingly to his purposes. Every year between Christmas Day and New Year’s Day I seek to have time alone with God and to ask him for a particular verse for the coming year. For 2006 he gave me a phrase out of Ephesians 1:17: “that [I] may know him better” (NIV). That has been the longing of my heart all year. When Paul wrote that phrase, he was at the end of his life, imprisoned in Rome. He’d been a missionary for years. He’d been serving God with all his heart for years, and yet still this prayer came out of his heart: “that [I] may know him better.”

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Helen Roseveare (21 September 1925 – 7 December 2016) was an English Christian missionary, doctor and author. She worked with Worldwide Evangelization Crusade in the Congo from 1953 to 1973, including part of the period of political instability in the early 1960s. She practised medicine and also trained others in medical work. [1] Biography [ edit ] Helen's life as a missionary in Nebobongo was filled with daily difficulties - the work there involved building a new hospital, constructing a village for the workers, teaching orphans based at the station, administrative tasks, medical responsibilities and leading Bible studies. She faced problems of understaffing and overworking to the extreme. Along with local Congolese staff, she established a 100-bed hospital and training centre and set up 48 local clinics. (12) Yet this was not the end of her story. privilege of suffering During an interview for the London Women's Convention in 2010, she was asked for any advice to share with the next generation of women. Her response is filled with passion and wisdom: 'Have you fallen in love with Jesus? I know you know he died to save you; I know you know you ought to love him. But do you love the Lord Jesus? Not just as Saviour and Friend, but as Lord and Master. Is he all in all to you?… Are you allowing God to be totally in control of everything, because of your love for him?' (23) conclusion CFP | Living Sacrifice: Willing to be Whittled as an Arrow | Helen Roseveare". www.christianfocus.com . Retrieved 2016-12-09. Tonight you’ve entered into the first part of the verse, “That I may know Him.” This is only the beginning, and there’s a long journey ahead. My prayer for you is that you will go on through the verse to know “the power of His resurrection” and also, God willing, one day perhaps, “the fellowship of His sufferings, being made conformable unto His death.”