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Customs Guard Stuff? Customs Inspection? Customs guards inspect these sometimes, but read the bottom |
Customs Guard [First Page - Previous] <<< didn’t, He already won this war on the cross 2000 years ago. About 100 yards before reaching Hades immigration, I completely ran out of steam and caught my breath on a wooden bench for a few minutes. By the time I reached the immigration counter, I could barely put one foot in front of the other, but regained some energy while waiting in line. I also had been begging the Lord for more strength. Once my passport had been stamped, I made two trips to move and line up my bags for the moment of truth. I tilted one wheeled bags, then the other, and began to pull toward the customs guards, reciting under my breath. “The Lord is on my side, I will not fear. What can man do to me?” (Psalm 118). Moving at a snail’s pace and as flat as a ski jumper, I must have looked pretty ridiculous. I felt stares as I entered the customs area, and in no time a customs guard called me. I looked at the customs guard and straightened up. He wanted me to put the bags through the scanner. I walked over and dropped the backpack on the conveyor belt, walked to the counter and told the customs guard that I couldn’t put the 2 wheeled bags through because they were too heavy and I couldn’t lift either of them. The customs guard asked, “What's inside?” I replied, “These bags are filled with the Word of God.” The customs guard at first didn’t understand what I had said, and asked, “word of God?” I repeated more loudly, “Yes, the Word of God”, which made the other guards approach us. By then, the first guard had the image of the Bibles in the backpack on the screen. He looked into it, changed his tone and ordered, “Passport!” I handed him my passport and told him, “I would like to speak to your commander.” His English wasn’t very good, so I explained, “Big boss, high boss” while motioning height with my hand. A tall guard, whom I presumed to be his boss but not the “big boss” approached from behind him and yelled at me, “What do you want?” I told him that I wanted the big boss to show me precisely what part of the Hades customs law forbids Bibles. He declared, “I will show you!”, to which I replied, “Okay, you show me then.” >>>
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