Dear Brother Paul,

I’m sorry it took so long for me to listen to you. I was too busy feeling sorry for myself and dwelling on how unfair life was because I could no longer be involved in the ministries I have been blessed to be a part of. For over fifty years I had been involved in one or more of the ministries of my church. At the age of eighteen I took my first primary Sunday School class, and I loved it. From then on I was always involved in Sunday School, Missionettes, Children’s Church, music and singing.

Then I found myself, through no fault of my own, with a genetic illness that keeps me confined almost all the time.  I have spent countless hours fretting about how unfair life has been to me. Then, one day while I was reading the book of Philippians, one verse literally jumped off the page at me. You wrote, “I want you to know brethren that the things that have happened to me have actually turned out for the furtherance of the gospel.” Even though you, through no fault of your own, were confined to a Roman jail for preaching the gospel, you wrote wonderful words—five books in the New Testament—that have blessed every believer who have read them. And you could still write Philippians 1:12 while you were staring the guillotine in the face!

I was so moved by the message the Holy Spirit was speaking to me, that I felt like I had been born again. I now know that God has me confined so I can better focus and write the Inspirations He gives me without interference.

I pray that the guillotine will not be my end, but until God calls me home, I will continue to write my inspirations and be content in whatever state I am in.

“Not that I speak in regard to need, for I have learned in whatever stat I am, to be content. I know how to be abased, and I know how to abound. Everywhere and in all things I have learned both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Philippians 4: 11-13(NKJV)

Thanks for setting me straight,

— Rebecca Somoskey

P.S. Beloved, how about you? Have you learned to be content where you are?