He saved us and called us to a holy life… – 2 Timothy 1:9
It’s scary sometimes. When I’m up there preaching on stage, my
listeners gobble up my every word. Sometimes, one or two people come up
to me, touch my arm reverently and make the sign of the Cross. I’m not
kidding.
In the past 2,000 years, there have been thousands of sincere cuckoos
who’ve claimed some fancy title for themselves: “I’m God’s Apostle!” or
“I’m God’s Prophet!” Or the big one, “I’m God Himself!”
Can I share to you my own official title? I’m Bo Sanchez, “God’s
Big Hypocrite.” I’m a hypocrite because I wear masks. I pretend to be
what I’m not so that you’ll like me. I believe every human being, to
some degree, is a hypocrite and wears masks.
In my past talks and books, I shared about my porn addiction and how
God healed me through those dark stages of my life. It’s fantastic
telling people about my weaknesses and temptations. Because when I show
you my wounds — and God dwelling in those wounds — you get healed.
Bottom line, I’m not better than you are. I need you and you need me — to be healed and to be holy.
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