December 11, 2019
by Steve Sanchez

Deer Hunting in Slippers

Waking up about 6:30AM Sunday morning, I put water on the stove for my coffee then went outside to throw some deer corn. After brushing my teeth, and making the java, I looked out the front window and saw two bucks about 150 yards in front of my home. Because another house was just a few hundred yards behind them, I asked the Lord to move the deer to the side of my yard where it would be clear shooting.

Walking back to my bedroom, I grabbed the .30.30 under my bed, put two bullets in it, and, still in my pajamas and slippers, saw that a seven-pointer had moved to the side eating his deer corn. Standing on the front porch again, I raised my rifle to sight him in…but he was looking straight at me, unperturbed! I asked the Lord to turn him around so that I would have a nice heart shot.

He did.

I tied a rope around his hind legs and hoisted him into the back of the church Suburban. After finishing my cup of coffee I whisked him over to one of our church members to have him field dressed. (No, I haven’t learned to do this yet.)

After he was cleaned, I went to our local processor and left him in the cooler where I’m hoping to get about 50 pounds of jerky and dry sausage.

Rushing to church, I took a quick shower, dressed—then preached the Word at our Sunday service.

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December 2, 2019
by Steve Sanchez

29 Years a Slave

I found an old photo from my “other life” circa 1980, when I was at a bar called Hussong’s Cantina in Ensenada, Mexico.

I was 21, stupid, had way too many cervezas, and decided it would be a good idea to dance on top of a table.

Suddenly, two Federales grabbed my shoulders and escorted me to the shadows. Thankfully, a Mexican local, whom I did not know, followed us into the “torture room” and negotiated my release. (I’m the smug, shirtless guy standing next to one of the arresting officiales.)

December 2nd marked my 29th year as a Christian, a bond-slave of Jesus Christ, an unworthy servant, worm, wretch, completely dependent on my Master for life and breath and everything I have.

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November 27, 2019
by Steve Sanchez

Thanking the Universe…and Plants, too!

THE WORST THANKSGIVING SERVICE I ever saw advertised was from a church in Dripping Springs that had a special “Thanking the Earth” ceremony. And the silliest bumper sticker ever stuck to a Hyundai said this: “Did you thank a green plant today?” How far away from God these people are to thank the creation and not the Creator.

The Babylon Bee reported that local atheist Hal Woodring is preparing his heart to humbly show gratitude to the cold, mechanical processes that randomly led to mankind’s existence and his own fleeting life this Thanksgiving, sources confirmed Friday. Woodring plans to bow his head silently before partaking in his family’s extravagant Thanksgiving feast Thursday evening to give thanks to the meaningless, cold, inconsequential universe for preserving him and allowing him to partake in its bounty. His family members report that he does this every Thanksgiving, pausing to thank the meaningless, vast, and ancient universe that doesn’t care at all whether they live or die.

That was satire, but it wasn’t far from the truth.

Religion News Service reported that atheists and the non-religious have a Thanksgiving called “secular grace” which invokes no deity and has no spirituality, yet it still fulfills a need. “Unitarian-Universalists and adherents of other nontheistic faiths have said godless blessings for years, and Robert Ingersoll, ‘the Great Agnostic,’ gave a Thanksgiving sermon in 1897 in which he thanked scientists, artists, statesmen, mothers, fathers, poets and just about everybody except God. Secular grace typically recognizes the animals who gave their lives for the feast, the people who prepared the meal and even the elements of nature that contributed to it — earth, water, fire and air.”

This type of “gratitude” reminds me of what the Apostle Paul said: “They exchanged the truth about God for a lie, and worshiped and served created things rather than the Creator.…”

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November 20, 2019
by Steve Sanchez

Beyond Thoughts and Prayers

MASS SHOOTINGS ARE IN THE NEWS AGAIN and I hate that I have to write this article. Anticipate more controversy of what could have been done, what should have been done. Also, expect those who offer their thoughts and prayers to be shamed once again.

CNN reported that the phrase “thoughts and prayers” had reached

“semantic satiation, the phenomenon in which a word or phrase is repeated so often it loses its meaning.” MSNBC’s Chris Matthews said that thoughts and prayers after a shooting “should be outlawed…Usually, it’s a throwaway line by a staffer who knocks off some script, some product, some wordage for somebody political to make it sound like they give a damn.”

I can understand that sending good thoughts during a time of crisis mean nothing, but Scripture says prayer is “powerful and effective.” (James 5:16) Jesus says, “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.” (Matthew 7) The implication is that we are to continuously ask, seek and knock.

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November 13, 2019
by Steve Sanchez

Why I Can Never Vote For a Democrat

A WOMAN ASKED ME IF I, AS A PASTOR, GOT INVOLVED IN POLITICS. The pastor at her church refused to talk about political issues and discouraged congregants from doing the same. I assured her that I thought it was a Christian Pastor’s mandate to involve themselves in the issues of the day.

There are many important matters, but all pale in comparison to one issue, legalized abortion, and because of this, I can never vote for a liberal, nor a Leftist, nor a Democrat.

Let’s compare that one issue with the rest of the Left’s concerns this campaign season:

A “living wage” means nothing when one can always afford to kill the living.

An open border policy is a hollow goal when baby humans cannot pass beyond the border of the womb.

Healthcare for all means nothing at all, when the weakest and most vulnerable of all, get none at all, not even the right to live at all.

Stricter firearm laws will never save the pre-born, who die at the hands of those carrying no guns at all.

Gender politics, intersectionality, LGBTQ rights and policies against racism are nothing if not hypocritical when female, black and minority babies are killed more frequently in the womb than any other innocent person.

Equality for all should include all people, no matter how small.

Justice begins in the womb. Women’s health begins in the womb. You began in the womb.

Everyone should have a right to vote, even when it’s 18 years in the future.

Perhaps marijuana should be legalized so that we can forget the tragedy of America’s holocaust which ignores the least of these.