The Way Into The Holiest

 Hello everyone.  Praise the Lord!

Here is an article that was first published in 1906 in the Azusa Street Newsletter, written by William J. Seymour, published by the Apostolic Faith Mission in Los Angeles, California.

A sinner comes to the Lord all wrapped up in sin and darkness.  He cannot make consecration because he is dead.  The life has to be put into us before we can present any life to the Lord.  He must get justified by faith.

There is a Lamb, without spot and blemish slain before God, for him, And when he repents toward God for his sins, the Lord has mercy on him for Christ's sake, and puts eternal life in his soul, pardoning him of his sins, washing away his guilty pollutions, and he stands before God justified as if he had never sinned.

Then there remains that old original sin in him, for which he is not responsible, till he has the light.  He hears that, "Jesus, that He might sanctify the people with His own blood, suffered without the gate,"  and he comes to be sanctified.

There is Jesus, the Lamb without blemish, on the altar.  Jesus takes that soul that has eternal life in it and presents it to God for thorough purging and cleansing from all original and Adamic sin. And Jesus, the Son of God, cleanses him from all sin, and he is made every whit whole, sanctified and holy.

Now he is on the altar ready for the fire of God to fall, which is the baptism of the Holy Ghost.  It is a free gift upon the sanctified, cleansed heart.  The fire remains there continually burning in the holiness of God. 

 Why?  Because he is sanctified and holy and on the altar continually.  He stays there and the great Shekina of glory is continually burning and filling with heavenly light.

William James Roop

Roop-Crappell Ministries

Hospice Care and Dying

The Trucking Tango

Hello Mary!

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My mother's grandfather was named John, the same as his father.  His father, with his wife Mary, and their two children, John and his sister Mary, immigrated from Poland to The United States.  They had landed and were checked in at New York City.  They then took a train to the south side of Chicago.  They had some family there, and there was already a large Polish community already established.

John, the son, would eventually be my mother's grandfather.  He was a very strong man and would live to be ninety-seven years old.  More importantly he kept his sharp eyesight, hearing and all of his original teeth until the last day of his life!  That's very rare, even today.

In his old age he still could remember Chicago when they still had dirt streets.  For years he was a wagonmaster and helped in the paving of those streets!  He could remember everything and told all of his stories of those wild Chicago days.

John had lived to be ninety-seven, but his sister Mary died on November 1, 1918 of the swine flu.  In those years millions of people from around the world died of that horrible disease!  Mary was one of them. She died at the age of forty-three, leaving behind five children!

John, at the age of ninety-seven years died fifty-four years after his sister Mary.  John died peacefully at Wild Rose hospital, a small country hospital in Wild Rose, Wisconsin. Just minutes before his death, while surrounded by family members, John had seen his sister Mary!  Just before he died, he looked up and said with a surprised voice, "Hello Mary!"  

John had seen Mary and recognized her after all of those years.  She had come to his bedside to take John away to where she had come from, the afterlife, heaven, but somewhere!  Some people are troubled by these stories, but I never have been.  I have always found great comfort in knowing that a loved one would come to my bedside to take me away!

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William James Roop

Roop-Crappell Ministries

The Bible and Life

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In Jail For Jesus' Sake

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Here is a story written by Henry McLain for the Azusa Street newspaper in Los Angeles, California in 1906. It's his personal testimony when arrested for street preaching.

When I first went down to Whittier from Los Angeles, as soon as I got on the streetcar to go down, it seemed the power of God came on me, and all the time I was there and during the trial in the courtroom I felt the power of God.  I could hardly sit on my chair in the courtroom.  I knew it was all in the order of the Lord for me to be arrested and put in jail.  The Lord wonderfully used me.  I never had such power of God on me as when I was in that jail.

As soon as we we would come in after supper, after working on the chain gang during the day shoveling dirt, I would get my Bible and call the men into the big room and the Lord gave me their tongue, the Spanish language.  I did not have that tongue, until I went into the jail. 

 As I would talk with them, the tears would run down their faces.  There was not one of them but was weeping bitterly.  Then when I went into my little cell, after I got done preaching, two or three of them would come in and talk with me a long while.  Most of the men were from Mexico. Two or three could talk English and they could interpret English for the others.  I did not know what I was saying in tongues, except as they interpreted for me. 

 When I was preaching to them in tongues, I read the 55th chapter of Isaiah to them in the Spanish language, with my Bible in my hand, but I did not know the chapter, nor that I had read it until they told me.  I never had the Lord use me so much before as in jail.  It seemed wave after wave of power would run over me.  There was hardly a night I would sleep more than an hour or two.  The Lord was giving me messages to give them.. Bless His holy name.

William James Roop

Roop-Crappell Ministries

Hospice Care and Dying

The Trucking Tango

The Bird Man Of Beaverton

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The picture below is of the "Birdman of Beaverton,"  We met him at a little United Brethren Church near Beaverton, Michigan, last summer.

My wife and I were traveling through Michigan last summer when we stayed in Beaverton for a week. Beaverton is a small town in north-central Michigan. There are a lot of Amish in this area.  While we were there, we visited different churches every week.  One week were went to a local United Brethren Church.

It was a church of modern construction.  In an area of old churches, a modern church was not just  everywhere.  The people there were very friendly!  They opened their arms to us as if we were long lost family members that had found their way home.  We really enjoyed their company.

After the service, they had food in their fellowship hall, which they eagerly extended an invitation to us. There we meet many interesting folks. On of these was the Birdman of Beaverton. He was a very nice gentleman, single, and very plain spoken.

He shared with us that he received his nickname because he raised parakeets.  He had been raising them for decades.  He also raised homing pigeons, and even competed with them.  He told us all about his little bird operation.  he was a very nice guy and was pleased to tell us all about himself and his activities.

Its always nice to visit new people in different areas of the country.  You never know whom you will meet at any given place.  The Birdman of Beaverton is just one example of an interesting person in an unique area of the country.

William James Roop, M.A.B.S.

Roop-Crappell Ministries

Hospice Care and Dying

The Trucking Tango

Perfect Love

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 What does perfect Love look like? 

 Love is patient,  love is kind.

  It does not envy,  it does not boast,  it is not proud. 

It does not dishonor others,  it is not self-seeking,  it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

 It always protects, always trusts,  always hopes,  always perseveres. Love never fails!

 Anyone who has this level of Love in their heart has perfected the lessons fear has to teach! This Love can only be achieved if we have the heart of God in our bodies. With God’s Love we won’t get irritated, We won’t lash out in anger, there will be no jealousy, fear will never gain a foothold in one’s mind when God’s perfect Love is our focus.   With this type of Love there will be nothing but riches our minds could never imagine! 

When we bless someone else, we gain a reward not only here,  but also for eternity! True Love doesn’t act for the reward of earthly treasure, even though that is what will happen. True Love acts to spread Joy,  Peace, Goodness, Patience, Kindness, Generosity, Faithfulness, Compassion and  Self-Control.  When we express this level of perfect Love to others, they will in turn Love us back. This reward is Priceless! 

When someone showers you with their heartfelt gestures, the rewards are genuine and true.   Challenge yourself to do better. Strive for Success, Have a commitment to express Love in all areas of our lives. When you feel negative towards someone, choose to embrace Love instead! Everything that we experience in our lives has been laid before us by our Heavenly Father.  He doesn’t give us things we can’t handle. If we feel it is to overwhelming,  Then reach out to Jesus who is Always by our side waiting for us to deepen our relationship with Him. 

 William James Roop, M.A.B.S.

This story is from an unknown author.

Roop-Crappell Ministries

Hospice Care and Dying

The Trucking Tango

Grave Robbery!

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In 1705, there was a woman in Ireland named Marjorie McCall. She had been praying for two young men, who lived down the road, next to their little village. She was praying for their salvation. 

But one day Marjorie got sick and caught an illness. She had a very high fever and soon died.  Her family was afraid that her illness would spread to the townspeople, so they buried her very quickly in the village cemetery.  

A few days later two grave robbers came to dig up the newly buried corpse, to see if there is anything of value in the coffin.  The dug out Marjorie's grave, opened up a coffin, and to their surprise and joy discovered her wedding ring was  still on her finger.

They tried and tried to pull the ring off but her finger was too swollen, and the ring would not come off! So they decided to cut the ring off! The person was dead, so they thought, what would it matter?

As they maneuvered the arm out of the coffin, so that they can cut the finger off, Marjorie started moaning and moving!  The two grave robbers saw this, and was terrified, and quickly ran away.  It appears that Marjorie was not dead after all,  but was just in a coma from the illness!

Marjorie got out of the coffin and slowly walked back to her home. She knocked on the door, her husband and children were inside the little house. Her husband said if it wasn't because we just buried your mother, I would swore that was her knock! He opened the door and saw his "dead" wife standing there!

It took a few more weeks for Marjorie to recover from her illness. But when she did, she went straight to church and found out those two young grave robbers had been saved and sanctified.  Her prayers had been answered!

Marjorie lived a long life afterwards, and even had another child. Seeing your prayers answered, and in your presence, is very exciting but you gotta be careful what you're pray for!

William James Roop,  M.A.B.S.

Roop-Crappell Ministries

Hospice Care and Dying

The Trucking Tango

How To Spend Your Last Years?

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Today I found that a missionary friend, Allen Stone, passed away in the country of Guatemala.  He had battled heart disease for years, and knew he would die soon.  He could have been living in comfort here in the States, but decided to live his last remaining years helping children, in a children's home in the mountains of Guatemala. 

 A month ago he came to the States to visit family, and then he returned back to the children's home. He also spent time visiting friends there as well.  Two days ago he had a massive heart attack while there! Today, he passed away in a Guatemalan hospital, and now has moved on to his eternal reward in Glory!

He knew he would die soon from heart failure. But he made the choice to live life to the fullest, working for the Lord with the few remaining years he had left. Allen was in his late seventies when I was there, maybe now he was eighty. Either way he lived full and blessed life. 

Some people would have spent their last years in and out of hospitals,  being stuck with needles,  and being operated on. He chose to live his life to the fullest,  overseas loving the abused children in the home. He chose to have a positive last year of his life and working in the Kingdom. 

How do you want to spend your last years of life? In and out of hospitals? Allen chose to trust in the Lord, working for Him. I think that I will follow Allen's example. 

William James Roop, M.A.B.S.

Roop-Crappell Ministries

Hospice Care and Dying

The Trucking Tango