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Visit France! My mission - day 1 (of 4)
1 Background
Why I went to France - French history - cowards - incompetence - lost wars - the lowest scum
Why I went to France - French history - cowards - incompetence - lost wars - the lowest scum
In June 2014, I was invited by some French Baptists to inspect their members’ spiritual state, their current mission directives and to bring some hope and comfort to the very few people who still maintain Biblical values in this vilest of European countries. The situation in France is disastrous from the Christian perspective. I’ll present some appalling statistics about their religious views in future posts, but let it be shown here that France has only about 6500 baptists and God alone knows how many of them are false Christians in disguise. My aim was to visit some central Baptists locations in the West of France and come back in winter to see the eastern regions and the Alps, which would have been most wise in order to combine some alpine skiing and Godly after-ski to an evangelical mission.
To acquaint myself with the country, I immersed myself in French history - a sad tale of cowardice and incompetence especially regarding their war efforts. The French by THEMSELVES have actually not won a single significant war in centuries. Napoleon lost to (then more Godly) Britons, The Huns beat the Frenchies in 1870 causing the French country to become the first commie nation in the world! They initially lost both World Wars and were rescued from peril at the last moment by Godly Americans. They lost in Nam! They lost in Algeria. Heck, they even had a “pastry war” against Messicans in the early 19th century
. Needless to say, no clear victory! Only the French would fight for cakes and pastries instead of hearty, American grilled meat (we’ll discuss the revolting French food later). The greatest “war hero” of France, Generalissimo de Gaulle, actually suggested merger with the UK when, once again, the Huns invaded his country. When this did not work out, he fled to Britain and kept fighting by producing a ridiculous wireless talk show.
Thus, my expectations were not high. Some Bible verses do an admirable job when attempting to describe the French character:
Proverbs 28:1 - The wicked flee when no man pursueth: but the righteous are bold as a lion.
Job 18:11 - Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall drive him to his feet.
1 Samuel 13:6 - When the men of Israel saw that they were in a strait, (for the people were distressed,) then the people did hide themselves in caves, and in thickets, and in rocks, and in high places, and in pits.
2 Border formalities
My gifts to French Brethren - eager officials - lost gifts - the unfortunate body cavity search
One of the Brethren of the French Baptists in the Seine-et-Marne region is an avid pottery-maker and wished to have some smooth and reddish clay for him to work. Unbeknownst of any possible threat I promised to bring him a few pounds as a gift.My gifts to French Brethren - eager officials - lost gifts - the unfortunate body cavity search
Daniel 6:24 And the king commanded, and they brought those men which had accused Daniel, and they cast them into the den of lions, them, their children, and their wives; and the lions had the mastery of them, and brake all their bones in pieces or ever they came at the bottom of the den.
I should have known that being innocent means NOTHING to secular powers if they want to persecute God’s True™ children!
At the airport an officer actually asked me to open my bags. In addition to some well-preserved KJV Bibles, I had the clay wrapped in plastic to avoid loss of moisture. They took the clay to another location and I never saw it again. Nor did my French potter-friend receive it. Gradually it dawned to me they had mistaken my gift for plastic explosive. I explained the issue (je n’ai pas d’explosive plastic) to no avail (au secours!). I, too, was taken to another location (that remains ‘location’ in French) but thankfully I was to see the light of day again. And the light of Jesus, but I’m rushing ahead of things.
LADIES! DO NOT READ BEYOND THIS POINT! PLEASE!
The disgrace.
1. I was asked to strip. Completely. That does not take place even during my marital duties. A male officer made me lift my arms and checked the armpits, I opened my mouth and another frenchie looked at my well-kept dental apparatus.
It was not over. Orifices remained.
I was asked to bend over. I refused. I was asked again. I refused. I was asked a third time. I most certainly refused. I was forcible treated into submission. A probe - not unlike the alien probes that some “fake aliens” aka demons used on me more than a decade ago on a night I care not remember - was inserted rectally and a man peeked into it.
Not over. Not yet.
Instead, I was turned over and a man touched my urethral orifice (that’s a piss slit in colloquial language but the person who refers to himself with the perpendicular pronoun in this text would NEVER utter that word aloud, even writing it causes great pain!). An elastic viewing thingy was inserted an inch into my tallywhacker causing some discomfort but also slight pain.
It was the cavity search. A Satanic ritual to increase sodomy on Earth. It is not restricted to the French but - I must say - they were very skilled at it. It is presumably a scheme to hijack homeland security into the hands of sodomists. I fully understand that mooselimb terrorists and FOREIGNERS must be thoroughly inspected but it is unthinkable that true Christians™ be given the same treatment. I immediately filled the formal complaint form.
In fact, also children are being subjected to cavity searches to gain new recruits for Satan’s sodomistic future! Here’s a new children’s book that attempts to present this rectal rape in a positive light!
2 Samuel 13:13
And I, whither shall I cause my shame to go? and as for thee, thou shalt be as one of the fools in Israel. Now therefore, I pray thee, speak unto the king; for he will not withhold me from thee.
Psalms 4:2
O ye sons of men, how long will ye turn my glory into shame? how long will ye love vanity, and seek after leasing? Selah.
Jeremiah 20:18
Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
3 Re-discovery of Jesus
JESUS helps in EVERY situation - leaving the airport - the cliffhanger
JESUS helps in EVERY situation - leaving the airport - the cliffhanger
My situation was hopeless. Until I remembered a gratifying verse!
Isaiah 43:2 - When thou passest through the waters, I [will be] with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee: when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee.
Once again, there was hope! Another dear verse immediately sprang into my now joyful mind!
Matthew 1:23 - Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.
God is with us. Always. Jesus is with us. Always. All the time.
Ephesians 6:12 - For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high [places].
I was still stripped on the examination tale, my innermost sanctuaries were being probed but Jesus was with me. Instead of the harsh cold metal of the examiner, I felt the sweet touch of Jesus fondling me (Galatians 2:19-20)!! He knows everything. My most secret thoughts, my most secret places. I had nothing to be afraid of, nothing to be ashamed of, as Jesus was with me and filled my being. I shed a few tears of Joy!
No-one could humiliate me! Jesus was inside my being! A secular officer cannot humiliate Jesus, thus, I was also SAFE.
Job 11:18
And thou shalt be secure, because there is hope; yea, thou shalt dig about thee, and thou shalt take thy rest in safety.
And thou shalt be secure, because there is hope; yea, thou shalt dig about thee, and thou shalt take thy rest in safety.
No thanks to the disgusting French officers, though!
I left the airport shaken but decisive to fulfill my mission. Little did I know that I was about to witness the most revolting travesty of worship as I was to visit the rural parts of cat lick France.
Beautiful France! What a load of crap!
But who cares!
Yours in Christ,
Elmer
And its disgusting food or cuisine. No worries 'bout the cheese, it is half-liquid and moldy. It does not stay in log-form but runs down your pant leg. 
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. I so wish and pray that God or Godly America would place a nice volcano or weapons of mass destruction over there
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