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March 5, 2023
by Steve Sanchez
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Eaten by Worms

EATEN BY WORMS. Can you think of a worse way to go?

This was God’s judgment on one evil ruler and it’s guaranteed that every wicked person will suffer some type of awful fate.

But what did King Herod do? After killing the Apostle James and imprisoning Peter, he gave a speech, believed he was God, then “Immediately, because Herod did not give praise to God, an angel of the Lord struck him down, and he was eaten by worms and died” (Acts 12:23).

Pride got the best of him. His God-hating ways caught up to him. Every single person who shakes their fist at the Almighty will perish.

“There is no wisdom, no insight, no plan that can succeed against the LORD” (Proverbs 21:30).

This is good news for those who have suffered under tyrants. They will experience God’s retributive justice.

Do you think Hitler isn’t paying for his crimes against humanity? How about Joseph Stalin and Mao Zedong, who between them murdered over 60 million of their own citizens? How about Supreme Leader Kim Jong-un, that ruthless dictator of North Korea? Putin? Xi Jinping?

Want to know what God thinks? Continue Reading

February 12, 2023
by Steve Sanchez
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Why I Limp

I WALK WITH A LIMP.

They say it’s arthritis, but more likely, it’s from years of wrestling with God.

“Grown up pastors walk with a limp,” writes Jerod Wilson. “They’ve had their feet knocked out from under them at some point and discovered that God is still good all the time. Grown up pastors know that the gospel is the only power to save, and that it is of first importance, so in their maturity they’ve grown weary of putting on airs or putting on shows or putting on millstones.”

I’m still growing up. Continue Reading

February 10, 2023
by Steve Sanchez
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Pastor Steve Garcia?

THE DAY I FIRST MET RAY COMFORT, he gave me a tour of the Living Waters headquarters. Afterward, he filmed me giving a brief testimony of their brand new Basic Training course. This was in 2005.

When the course came out, some friends laughed long and hard when they saw me with the wrong name: “Pastor Steve Garcia.” They took a screen shot to mock me forever.

I suppose that Ray Comfort couldn’t remember my name and said something like: “What was that guy’s name? It was some Mexican last name.”

It turns out that he was prophetic.

I recently learned that my great-grandfather’s name was Rafael Garcia, a State Senator in New Mexico in 1920.

 

And he was a Sheriff in 1918.

I had always thought that every one of my family’s line were hanged; instead, I have a dignified heritage!

So, laugh away, peasants.