As I enter yet another time of remembrance at the death of another friend and colleague, the experience brings to mind a mosaic. Yes, a mosaic like those on the ancient synagogue floor in Sepphoris near Nazareth in Israel. Each mosaic comprises the artistic gathering of a variety of images into one overall theme. Inscriptions label certain elements to insure future observers will understand the meaning of an image. Artisans laid out the colorful tiles one by one as they painstakingly selected the right colored tile, shaped each tile to fit in its place, and carefully seated it. At the mosaic’s completion, people could enjoy the result and be reminded of experiences and sights in their own lives. The life mosaic of Dr. James E. Rosscup engages my mind in a review of my own life and experiences even as I rejoice in all the aspects of his. In no way do I mean that my life measures up to his. Jim’s life challenges me to try to be even a fraction of what he demonstrated in his godly character, life of prayer, thirst for God’s Word, love of family, and enchantment with his early years in New Mexico.
Jim wrote and published a number of books reflecting his careful exegesis, godly inclinations, pastoral heart, and keen intellect. Here they are listed in chronological order:
- Commentaries for Biblical Expositors: An Annotated Bibliography of Selected Works (Grace Books, 1994; revised and enlarged, Kress Christian Publications, 2003)
- Abiding in Christ: Studies in John 15 (Wipf & Stock, 2003)
- My Wife — Her Shining Life (Example Product, 2010)
- An Exposition on Prayer: Igniting the Fuel to Flame Our Communication with God, 4 vols. (Lexham Press, 2008; AMG, 2011–2016)
All his life Jim loved the Old West. He not only dreamed about it, but he wrote about it. Under the nom de plume of Jim Ross he penned the following three volumes (that I know about):
- Longhorns North (Tyndale House, 19??)
- Treachery at Cimarron (Tyndale House, 1984)
- Ambush at Vermejo (Tyndale House, 1985)
His course at The Master’s Seminary (1987–2014) entitled “Biblical Exposition of Prayer” can still be viewed online. Through Dr. Rosscup’s class on prayer student after student testifies to the profound impact this godly man had upon their lives spiritually. They also remember having breakfast with him at his favorite morning haunt, Big Jim’s (a restaurant about two miles from The Master’s Seminary). I joined him there a couple of times myself.
For his magnum opus on prayer, I wrote the following endorsement, which I found online a few days after learning of his death:
Dr. Rosscup not only writes about prayer; he prays. What he teaches, he practices. As a colleague, I treasure the results of his careful exegesis of Scripture. He pays attention to the minutest detail and is tenacious in his pursuit of solutions to interpretive problems. Jim is not only a teacher, a colleague, an exegete, and a prayer warrior, he loves people. In addition, his gentle southwestern drawl and calm demeanor enhance a deep abiding love for the Old West–something that comes out in his pastime as a Western writer under the nom de plume, Jim Ross. One really gets to know this Christian gentleman and scholar when you saddle up with the Dunlee brothers and ride the New Mexico Territory range in the late 1800’s. Jim’s prayer life is as real and as fragrant as the juniper and sage in Arizona and New Mexico. Thanks for letting us kneel alongside you in prayer and ride along with you through the Scripture, Jim! Jim Rosscup’s work on prayer will become one of the most treasured works I have in my Libronix library and on my shelves.
My memories of Jim will be there whenever I’m reading my Bible, praying, or visiting the Southwest. The words of two songs come to mind — the first a country-western song:
Warm are the winds on the desert;
A whirlwind is dancing around.
I stop to survey all the beauty that’s here
When a shadow moves out ‘cross the ground.
It’s an eagle that circles above me
And he screams to his friends on the hill,
“Stay close together; move not a feather.
Man walks among us, be still, be still.
Man walks among us, be still.”
Soon will be gone all the desert;
Cities will cover each hill.
Today will just be a fond memory,
Man walks among us, be still, be still.
Man walks among us, be still.
— Marty Robbins (1925–1982)
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
May I thy consolation share,
Till from Mount Pisgah’s lofty height
I view my home and take my flight.
This robe of flesh I’ll drop and rise
To seize the everlasting prize,
And shout, while passing thru the air,
“Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer.”
— William W. Walford (1772–1850)
You will be sorely missed, Jim. But we are blessed to have known you, to possess the books you wrote to guide and to cheer us, and to carry the promise of meeting again in heaven around the throne of our heavenly Father and our beloved Savior.
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