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WELCOME TO MY BLOG

March 31st, 2006 | Posted by Steve Sanchez in ABOUT ME & MY BLOG - (0 Comments)

Thanks for visiting “E-vangie Tales & more.” I hope to inspire you to know that what you say and do in the name of Christ can make a difference–for eternity.

In this blog I will put in interesting thoughts on the after-life, celebrity comments about God, perspectives of death, and “morbidly fascinating” articles as I find them. And of course, you will find my “E-vangie Tales posted bi-weekly. Soon, there will be links to videos of actual evangelistic encounters as I try to share my faith everyday that will prove quite strange and helpful.

Please tell me what you think in the comments area at the bottom of each article posted. Also, send me “morbidly interesting” news as you come across them; I will credit your contribution. I especially want your feedback in regards to this blog.

Thanks for visiting,

Steve Sanchez

A Preference for Terrorists

March 31st, 2006 | Posted by Steve Sanchez in Humor - (0 Comments)

A large sign in the window of a Philadelphia business read:

“WE WOULD RATHER DO BUSINESS WITH 1000 AL QAEDA TERRORISTS THAN WITH ONE SINGLE AMERICAN”

You are probably outraged at the thought of such an inflammatory statement.

One would think that anti-hate groups from all across the country would be marching on this business…and that the National Guard might have to be called to keep the angry crowds back.

But, perhaps in these stressful times one might be tempted to let the proprietors simply make their statement. We are a society which holds Freedom of Speech as perhaps our greatest liberty. And after all, it is just a sign.

You may ask what kind of business would dare post such a sign? (more…)

In February 1708 a previously unknown London astrologer named Isaac Bickerstaff published an almanac in which he predicted the death by fever of the famous rival astrologer John Partridge. According to Bickerstaff, Partridge would die on March 29 of that year. Partridge indignantly denied the prediction, but on March 30 Bickerstaff released a pamphlet announcing that he had been correct: Partridge was dead.

It took a day for the news to settle in, but soon everyone had heard of the astrologer’s demise. On April 1, April Fool’s Day, Partridge was woken by a sexton outside his window who wanted to know if there were any orders for his funeral sermon. Then, as Partridge walked down the street, people stared at him as if they were looking at a ghost or stopped to tell him that he looked exactly like someone they knew who was dead. As hard as he tried, Partridge couldn’t convince people that he wasn’t dead.

Bickerstaff, it turned out, was a pseudonym for the great satirist Jonathan Swift. His prognosticatory practical joke upon Partridge worked so well that the astrologer finally was forced to stop publishing his almanacs, because he couldn’t shake his reputation as the man whose death had been foretold.

-From “The Top 100 April Fools Day Hoaxes of All Time”

“I was honored today with having a few stones, dirt, rotten eggs and pieces of dead cats thrown at me.”

-George Whitefield, a famous preacher who preached over 18,000 sermons between 1736-1770

Roe Now Pro

March 29th, 2006 | Posted by Steve Sanchez in Good News - (0 Comments)

I once watched a televised interview with Jane Roe – of the famous Roe-v-Wade abortion case. During the interview, she shared that she had become a believer in Jesus Christ. As she told her story, you could hear how her heart had been softened and she’d become a warm, caring, loving individual.

It dawned on me that one person who showed love and attention and shared the Good News with her – one loving relationship – in Jane Roe’s life did what all the protests in the world had failed to do and that was to change her mind.

You don’t change people by protests. You change them by love. Society is changed one life at a time. God has put specific people in your life that he expects you to share the Good News with. You’re the only Christian some people know.

-Rick Warren, Pastor Of Saddleback Community Church

It isn’t all fun and games out there when I try and share my faith. Sometimes people get really nasty. Sometimes things go completely awry. Sometimes there’s real persecution…

“Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” (Matthew 5:10)

I asked a lettuce vendor at the Farmer’s Market if she would go to heaven or hell when she died. A lady overheard me and said, “Oh no, not here at the market…” Ouch!

“…if you should suffer for what is right, you are blessed.” (1Peter 3:14)

At The Spot restaurant, the cashier would not admit that she was a liar and a thief. She then asked me if this was the gospel. “Yes,” I answered, “Do you still want to hear it?” (more…)

“We’re here! We’re queer! Get used to it!”

That was the ominous chant I heard twenty years ago on a news program from a pro-gay group called “Act-Up!” I didn’t think much about it then—after all, this was some strange, fringe, radical group that would never make an impact with their in-your-face methods. Boy, was I ever wrong! They’re here. I’m a Christian. What am I going to do about it?!

I ordered my coffee from the polite Barista at Starbucks and asked if he ever thought about where he would go when he died. “I don’t want to talk about this right now,” he said.

“Oh c’mon,” I pleaded with a smile. “Where do you think you would go, Heaven or Hell?”

“I don’t know,” he answered.

In a voice just above a whisper I encouraged him to stay with me because it was very important that we find out. “Have you ever lied?”

He nodded.

“Stolen anything?”

He reluctantly nodded again, then said, “I really don’t want to talk about religion…”

At this point I admit to pushing the envelope a little. I thought about it afterward (I’m not sure I would do this again), but the reality of Hell compelled me, and I didn’t want this poor guy to go there. I looked behind me; no one was in line. I spoke in a firm whisper and stated the obvious, “Look. I haven’t paid you yet.” I smiled again. “You kinda have to talk with me.”

He conceded the point.

“Jesus said that if you look at a woman lustfully you have committed adultery already with her in your heart. Have you ever looked at a woman with lust?”

There was a too-long pause. The Barista hung his head and looked up at me from beneath his baseball cap. I repeated the question, “Have you ever looked at a woman with lust?”

He shook his head “no” ever so slightly, so none of his co-workers could see.

In an even softer voice—respecting his reluctance—I restated the question. “Have you ever looked at a man with lust?”

He nodded “yes” without looking me in the eye.

What do you think I did? Shake my head in disgust and walk away? Pay quickly and leave him to face God’s wrath when he dies? Laugh and roll my eyes?

What would Jesus do, indeed?

I’m not exactly sure what Jesus would do; I don’t think he ever drank coffee anyway… maybe a Mocha Frapp. I do know that He wouldn’t condemn him. He wouldn’t shake His finger in his face. He wouldn’t pull out his big, big, Bible with the ribbon bookmark and shout, “Leviticus 18 says, ‘Thou shalt not lie with a male as one lies with a female; it is an abomination!’” He wouldn’t wear a Christian “hate” T-shirt either. Nor organize rallies against…against…against…

Why wouldn’t Jesus do these things? Jesus came to seek and to save that which was lost. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through Him.

Is homosexuality a sin? You bet it is. But so is heterosexual immorality—so is lying, stealing, murder and blasphemy. God won’t send Mr. Barista to Hell for being gay; he’ll send him there because he has broken God’s commandments, sinned against God, and has rejected Jesus Christ as the only sacrifice for sins.

That’s why I pushed the envelope in a respectful, gentle—yet insistent way. That’s why I wasn’t thrown off my game plan. And that’s why I asked him the very next question without missing a beat: “Have you ever used God’s name in vain?”

I loved this guy so much I had to tell him that he was a liar, thief, adulterer and blasphemer. I loved this guy so much that I had to tell him that God would find him guilty of breaking His Commandments on Judgment Day. I loved this guy so much that I had to tell him of his eternal destiny in Hell if he didn’t repent and trust Jesus.

“I’m Jewish,” he replied.

“Then you’re missing your Messiah.” I told him to please consider what I said as I paid for my coffee and thanked him for listening. He admitted that the conversation was not that bad.

Every time I see him now, I just warmly say, “Hello.” I don’t need to say anything else. I want him to see Christ in me. I want him to see a nice Christian.

Because Jesus is the only man I want this guy to be attracted to.

The kid was yelling and swearing at a security guard when we pulled into our parking spot at the Los Cerritos Mall. From the safety of her truck cab the guard demanded that the rebellious youth leave the premises immediately, but he refused. I jumped out of my car and told the kid to apologize to the guard for being so rude. Amazingly he did. I assured the security lady that he would leave—after we had a little chat… (Click here to start at Part 1 of “My Great Evangelism Adventure”)

A group of us went out to Bellflower to evangelize with Ray Comfort, the man who changed my entire perspective when sharing the Gospel  after hearing his teaching of “Hell’s Best Kept Secret.” We received two signs from God as we left the parking lot of our meeting place. The first was on our church billboard: “The wages of sin is death; repent before payday.” The second sign was a double rainbow. (more…)

(This is part 2. Read #72 first)

I asked my Good Stuff lunch partner, Bruce, to write his version of the events of last week’s E-vangie Tales #72. Here it is:

In Steve’s last Evangie-Tale, he described the “incident” at Good Stuff restaurant in Redondo Beach in which some entirely different responses to the “MILLION DOLLAR BILL (MDB)” evangelism approach were observed. I’m the guy who was having lunch that day with Steve, and so was in the enviable (?) position of witnessing first-hand how this approach would play out in reality as opposed to simply reading about it in an Evangie-Tale.

I found it extremely instructive to observe the widely differing reactions of the three Good Stuff waitresses on the receiving end of this approach. I also found quite interesting to observe my own reaction to their reactions, and what that might possibly be revealing about my own deep down beliefs and willingness to act upon the “Heaven vs. Hell” message. (more…)

I had just finished a really great lunch with my friend when something wonderful—and terrible—happened at a cool little restaurant called Good Stuff…

Before we paid the check, I wanted to give our waitress a million-dollar bill to show my lunch partner, Bruce, how easy it was. These Gospel tracts are the best, and I never tire of giving them out. People actually enjoy reading that they are lying, thieving, blasphemous, adulterers-at-heart who will be condemned to hell if they don’t repent and turn to Jesus. Well, maybe they don’t enjoy reading that, but they sure delight in getting a real, genuine, one-hundred-percent-authentic—phony—greenback. (more…)

The motorcycle cop was hiding—very sneakily—in the shadows, waiting, waiting…. I peeked at my speedometer and gently tapped the brake as I passed. Too late! The red and blue lights flashed hideously in the rearview mirror. That was quite alright though; I was ready and willing to show this cop what was up…. and down.

Pulling over, my two little girls panicked in their car seats. I assured them that I was only going to get a ticket, hoping of course that I would be let off with a warning; after all, I was a servant of the Most High God.

“License please,” the policeman requested firmly without a smile. (more…)

Apart from the sovereignty of God I’ve found the mysterious hidden knowledge, the deeper secrets, of how to lead people to repentance and a saving knowledge of Jesus Christ….

Just ask. Duh!

I was getting discouraged; two years of evangelizing nearly everyday had not produced many converts to Christ. Don’t get me wrong. I was still sowing seed trusting that God’s Word never returned empty, but still…. I wanted to see people actually get saved! Frankly, I was just darn tired of being a Johnny Appleseed for Jesus. “I’m an evangelist, not a Savior,” I’d protest defensively to naysayers. (more…)

(Note: Except for the Hope for China team, some of the names and locations have been changed to protect the innocent.)

“Are there many house churches out here and how is the government?” I asked Ann, an orphanage worker.

“Yes, many house churches,” she replied, “but the government leaves us alone unless there is a contest. The [Public Security Bureau] knows where all the house churches are, so if someone wants to be a champion, they go get them.” She paused. “We pray for no contests…” (more…)

The house church Pastor described China as a country with no law and no God. “You can have someone killed here for about 300Yuan ($37.50). Now is a good time to make money, but it’s not very safe…” (more…)