Kevin Menezes

Loved and Saved by God alone to Love and Serve God alone.


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Before I begin, let me just clarify that I used to be agnostic.

Yes, it is easy to be agnostic when you are young, when life is good, the possibilities are endless, and the world is your playground. It is very easy to be an atheist when you drive your fancy car to a fancy spa and your fancy friends commend you because “you’ve made it.”

But it is difficult to be an atheist when you are lying on your deathbed and the doctors say there is nothing they can do. It is difficult to be an atheist when you realize all the money in the world can’t save you. It is difficult to be an atheist when hope goes out of the window and you start wondering: “What if grandma was right?”

A 28-year-old agnostic I knew died recently because when the doctors told him there was nothing they could do he probably thought he was done for. By choosing to be agnostic (which, in my opinion, is plain stupid when you have no other options left), he denied himself the God-given right to hope beyond hope…and pray.

Maybe things would have turned out differently if he had bothered to read the Bible. Then, he would have known what King Hezekiah did when he was handed a similar prognosis.

In those days Hezekiah became ill and was at the point of death. The prophet Isaiah son of Amoz went to him and said, “This is what the Lord says: Put your house in order, because you are going to die; you will not recover.”

Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the Lord, “Remember, Lord, how I have walked before you faithfully and with wholehearted devotion and have done what is good in your eyes.” And Hezekiah wept bitterly.

Before Isaiah had left the middle court, the word of the Lord came to him: “Go back and tell Hezekiah, the ruler of my people, ‘This is what the Lord, the God of your father David, says: I have heard your prayer and seen your tears; I will heal you. On the third day from now you will go up to the temple of the Lord. I will add fifteen years to your life. And I will deliver you and this city from the hand of the king of Assyria. I will defend this city for my sake and for the sake of my servant David.’” (2 Kings 20)

Hezekiah was dismayed to learn he wouldn’t make it, but he did not let that stop him from hoping. He turned to the wall. In other words, he refused to accept the reality staring him in the eye, choosing instead to look at God, who always has the final word.

Hezekiah wept bitterly and asked God to spare his life. That was his only request. In return, he got an assurance of quick recovery, a 15-year extension of life, and a guarantee of total protection.

That’s what you get when you choose to hope beyond hope.

Unbelief, on the other hand, gets you nowhere.

To quote A. W. Tozer: “Unbelief is actually perverted faith, for it puts its trust, not in the living God but in dying men. The unbeliever denies the self sufficiency of God and usurps attributes that are not his. This dual sin dishonors God and ultimately destroys the soul of man.” 

By choosing not to express FAITH, a key requisite for potential miracles, my agnostic friend refused God’s help. He made a choice. And we know all too well that God does not mess with free will.

Worst of all, this man probably also disqualified himself from the prospect of eternal life in the hereafter.

In retrospect, being an atheist does not carry many perks. Think about it. What is better?

To die believing and just end up dead; or

To die an atheist and find out you had it wrong all the time.

Trust me, you won’t be laughing when the roof is on fire and you realize you’re going to be stuck inside forever.

God does exist. Look around. The evidence is everywhere. To deny His existence simply because we haven’t experienced Him yet is rather naive. It would be akin to saying 9/11 or the Second World War never happened because we did not experience it.

Consider this: We live in an age when science is at its zenith and pervades every aspect of our lives. Then why does more than 80 percent of the global population still believe in God? The answer is simple: The soul remembers heaven.

Just because God is too big for us to comprehend does not mean He does not exist. I mean think about it. We cannot even speak a grain of sand into existence. How big would God have to be to speak the sun, the moon, the earth and everything else into existence? The universe is expanding at the speed of light even as you read this just because He once said, “Let there be light.”

The plain truth is this: Some people choose to be agnostic not because they have hard evidence that God does not exist, but because they know if they take Him out of the equation it becomes easier to live life on their own terms.

To this lot I say: Well, too bad. I feel sorry for you. The devil’s got you in a bind and you don’t even know it. Maybe you’ll have a change of heart if, heaven forbid, your body is riddled with cancer, arthritis, Alzheimer’s, diabetes or other such disease later in life. Let’s just hope it’s not too late then for your soul to be saved.

If you finally realize that God does exist and commit your life to Him in your 50s or 60s, good for you. It might be a little depressing though to think you squandered away the best years of your life and are now offering your worn-out body to God.

But to each his own.

There are many who have made a conscious decision to totally commit their lives to God only once they are in their 50s or 60s. No point coming to Him too early, right? I mean why hurry when there are so many other interesting things to do?

Unfortunately, no one knows when the final whistle will blow. People find out they are in hell only when they are burning.

Don’t wait until it’s too late. Get with the program. Get into the Light. Get “Saved!”

If you need help to wriggle out of the hole you’ve dug yourself into, you are looking for Jesus. Call and He will answer.

Time is running out.

You don’t know what’s coming down the road. You don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow. Do yourself a favor: Don’t be caught dead without Jesus.


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God’s Way Or The Highway

I read an article recently. The author wondered about Newtown and all the other instances of terrible injustice in the world and why a perfectly powerful and perfectly good God is not doing something about it.

Truth be told, I used to wonder about the same thing in the not-so-distant past. And I concluded that the reason why God’s not showing up is because he does not exist.

This kind of reasoning is simple and the conclusion is easy to arrive at because it appeals to our inherent human nature. We prefer to do as we please, but when we start facing the consequences of our actions, we subconsciously start looking for someone to blame. And when our search brings us to the mirror, we quickly turn around and try to find a suitable scapegoat. Ultimately, we blame God. It’s human nature to take credit for all the good and blame God for all the bad.

Scripture says: “The highest heavens belong to the LORD, but the earth he has given to mankind.” (Psalms 115:16). So, if God were really uptight, he could simply write us off saying “If you break it, it’s yours to fix.”

Fortunately, God is very open to the idea of helping us. The problem is not many of us are asking Him to. And the reason we are not is because deep down we know we may not like his solutions.

In recent years, there has been a concerted effort to keep God out of schools. Prayers are banned. Plaques with the Ten Commandments, which also says “Thou shall not kill”, have been scrapped. And then we wonder why our children don’t know right from wrong.

We cannot be selective about when we want God to act and when we want him to back off. As it is, we don’t like His way…so we’re on the highway. Alone. And just so you know, God does mess with freewill.


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Be Specific

Our Creator is a prayer-answering God. And He knows what we need even before we ask Him. But since God is a gentleman and does not like messing with our free will, He patiently waits for us to voice our needs. Like, for instance, He may not grant healing for an injury unless you ask Him coz, who knows, you probably are an attention-getter who wallows in self-pity and you actually think the limp makes you look like a cool hip-hop gangster.

Yeah! I know that kinda sounds weird, but trust me there are all kinds of people out there.

So, it pays to be specific when you pray. And no one understood that better than Jesus.

There is this story in the Bible where Jesus is walking from one place to the other and He’s got this huge fat crowd following Him. And there is this blind bloke who starts calling out to Jesus. He yells “Son of David, have mercy on me” over and over until some people are so pissed they ask him to shut up. But the guy just won’t quit.

Then, Jesus calls him over and asks him “What do you want me to do for you?”

And he begins his “Son of David, have mercy on me” tirade once again.

And Jesus is all like, “Dude, I got that part. But what do you want?” (Yes, I am majorly paraphrasing here. If you want exact details, check out Luke 18)

Now, the blind man is probably thinking, “Well, I am blind, if you haven’t noticed yet. I thought the whole world had that figured out. But since you are asking, I desperately want to see.”

Now, if it was someone like me instead of Jesus and if I had power I would probably call that guy over and heal him instantly with a wave of my magic wand without even bothering to ask him what he was yelling so much about. But Jesus is wise. He won’t do anything until we say exactly what it is that we want Him to do for us. I mean why risk it? What if He gave the guy his sight without asking and it turned out that the guy actually didn’t mind being blind as long as he was healthy and had a long life, or that he was actually calling out for something more important like Wisdom or Salvation.

What a person actually needs and what we assume s/he needs are often poles apart. So, it’s always better to confirm.

Anyways, coming back to our story, after all that yelling, the guy finally makes his need known. “Jesus, I want to see.”

If it were me, I’d probably say something like, “Gee! Thanks! I thought you’d never ask.”

But Jesus simply says, “Receive your sight.”

And the blind guy starts seeing that very instant. (This is cool stuff, right?)

In many ways, Jesus personifies God here (which should not be surprising since He is, in fact, the Son).

You see, God understands our needs and is so eager to grant our requests that it’s a pity we never bother asking. I can imagine God looking down on us and thinking “Just say a word. Say it! Say it! I can’t infringe on your right to choose. But I’d like so much to help if you just called out to Me once. Come on, man! I am here for you. Ask Me. Say what you want. Say it! Say it!”

Too bad so many people swimming in so much shit are so cut off from God (and by choice, may I add) that they don’t give Him a chance…ever!

Every once in a while though even a lame hip-hop gangster finds it in him to pray. Imagine God’s excitement when He sees the bloke finally going down on his knees. God’s thinking, “This is it! I am going to heal this guy today.” Imagine His disappointment when the dude raises his hands to the heavens and asks for a Ferrari. “A tomato-red one please.” God is like “Man, you got one good leg on you, and I don’t want you to lose that one too. Nope! No Ferrari for you.” The bloke then runs out giving God a bad name telling everyone praying is a waste of time since God never answers anyways.

I’d say being God is tough when you are dealing with so many nutcases.

If you are one of those lost guys, or if you are one of the good guys yelling, “Son of God, have mercy on me,” maybe you should consider changing the words a little. Be more specific. Choose your words carefully. Say it once.

God. Will. Hear.

The safest prayer to pray is: “God, let Your perfect will be done in my life. I surrender everything into Your hands.”

By praying that you are essentially telling God, “I can’t see where my life is headed from down here, but You have a better view from up there. You can see what’s coming down the road. Please take care of it for me.”

Trust me, that’s good enough.


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Pretenders

There are those who proudly wear their religious badge and lecture everybody on how to be a “Christian.” But once Sunday mass is over, they spend the rest of the week gossiping, lying, cheating, stealing, fighting, arguing, drinking, smoking…

Fact is these so-called “Christians” don’t know the first thing about what being Christian really means.

A true Christian is the one who lives as Jesus did, not someone who got baptized in church just because his parents happened to belong to the faith. In fact, I know some “unbelievers” who are more Jesus-like in the way they live their lives than some of these jokers masquerading as Christians.

The Bible has a nice name for these pretenders: PHARISEES.

Jesus detested their shallow mentality.

So what are you? Pharisee or Christian?

Well, it doesn’t matter really. Coz Jesus did not die for Christians alone. He died for everybody. And whether you accept Him or not, Jesus has already accepted you. It doesn’t matter what you think, or say, or do. He loves you anyways. And nothing’s gonna change that…Ever!