Twenty Days

Things continue to get better and better between me and “Rebecca” the Zambian cow-redeemed woman of God.

Obviously, no one is really redeemed by cows, but if you want a Zambian wife, you have to pay the bovine ransom.

We keep praying together for long periods every morning. We had to postpone it one day because of other obligations, but other than that, we are consistent.

I know I will offend people by saying this, but offending is what I do, so I will say it: interacting with this lady has shown me how harmful and useless the modern American woman is. I have never known anyone like Rebecca well. The contrast between her and other women I’ve evaluated as marriage material is so great, it’s like comparing a freshly made Happy Meal to a bag of moldy, maggot-infested scraps in a McDonald’s dumpster. Having a typical, modern American woman–including Christian women–seems so dangerous and unsatisfying to me now, I can’t imagine myself settling for one. Being alone is better, and it’s not just a little bit better. It’s worlds better.

Paul said those who married would have trouble in the flesh, and boy, was he right. Fortunately, what he said was not a universal law. Just an observation based on his knowledge of the married people he knew. Good marriages have always existed, and only God puts them together.

Modern women are very domineering. Let’s start with that. For over half a century, TV has taught them men need to be corrected, and that women are supposed to function as patient yet stern mothers to their husbands. It actually starts with boyfriends. Modern fornication has put women in a position of power they were never supposed to have. They set up hoops, and men who want sex (and to avoid marriage) jump through them.

The belief that women need to correct men is a Satanic notion, and it didn’t start recently, even though the epidemic exploded in America only during the last century. You can see the problem in the Catholic Church. Mary, a dead woman in heaven who can’t hear your prayers, is the real god of Catholics. They’re told not to bother the father, even though Jesus specifically instructed us to pray directly to him. They pray to their idol. In their art, Mary is a big, strong woman, and what is Jesus? A fat, weak baby. Jesus created Mary, not to mention all the galaxies, yet Catholics routinely depict him as a baby in a diaper, or as a defeated and mysteriously emaciated twig-armed figure still nailed to a cross.

Jesus was a man, and he was a carpenter. He was physically strong.

The ancients worshiped feminine deities. The ancient Jews worshiped Astarte (now known as Mary). Archaeologists have unearthed synagogues containing two altars: a big one for Yahweh and a little one for “the queen of heaven.”

Satan hates masculinity, which is why countless American men and boys are now having themselves shot full of androgen blockers and female hormones. It’s why they’re having their penises amputated. Yahweh is masculine, not feminine. So is Jesus. So is the Holy Spirit. Feminist Christians hate to hear this, but it’s true. The male sows seed, and it grows in the female. All three manifestations of God are sowers, not receivers. Man was created in the image of a masculine God, and Satan can’t emasculate God, so he goes after men, who resemble God.

Rebecca has not tried to scold me or mother me even once. I have to ask modern women: can you even imagine how that feels for me? It’s what you’re competing with. Having known Rebecca, why would I ever even finish an introductory online chat with the likes of you?

You might as well be a mental patient typing from a ward. Look how you handicap yourselves. It’s like going to a grocery store and getting a choice between a brand-new cart and one with four wheels that spin and drag. I wasn’t born to be a tow truck, fighting resistance every minute I’m with a woman.

I already know what a modern woman will say, because I’ve heard it perhaps ten thousand times: “You just want someone who will feed your ego and tell you what you want to hear. You don’t want healthy debate with a person you respect.”

1. I don’t want to be told I’m wonderful or that I’m right all the time. I want someone who will come back at me with confirmation of what God has already told me. I want someone who has already heard the same things.

2. Debate has never been healthy. “Healthy debate” is an oxymoron. There are no debates in heaven, because everyone believes exactly the same things. Jesus said he was the truth, not the argument. I hear from the Holy Spirit every day. The only women who could be anything but toxic to me are in the same situation. I don’t want to share revelation with a woman and then hear that I should be listening to Father Corapi or Sister Angelica or Joel Osteen or any of the other dangerous, conceited ignoramuses I already know are wrong. I want to find out the Holy Spirit is telling her the same thing.

3. Conceit will not make me respect you.

4. I want someone who will join me in praying God will correct and inform both of us. No one who wants a sycophant would do that.

This brings me to the second point: modern women are accusers. “You have male fragility.” “You have white privilege.” “You have the madonna/whore complex.” “You’re afraid of strong women.”

The word “devil” means “accuser.” Look it up. What possible reason could I have for inviting an accuser to share my life? These days, women are full of anti-male accusations that came from Satan himself. The Bible says Satan accuses us before the father all day. I don’t need that manure piped into my home and my head. May God pump it back into the heads of all those who have directed it at me.

Third point: modern women are incapable of learning because they have become convinced they were born perfect. Pacifism is good; weapons and self-defense are bad. Vegetarianism is good; hunting and eating meat are bad. Masculinity itself, a defining characteristic of Jesus Christ, is “toxic”; femininity is good and more advanced. Women are highly evolved; men, who built the world, are like chimpanzees who need to be restrained.

The first sinner was a woman. The first drug user was a woman who ate a fruit that altered her consciousness because she wanted to be better than a man. The first emasculator and rebel against male authority was a woman. The first idolater was a woman. What was Adam cursed for? Listening to the voice of his wife.

Traditionally, women have been leaders in idolatry, and they still are. The Mormon cult endorsed polygamy because women flocked to it and men resisted. Women are the leading proponents of witchcraft. Women are the biggest practitioners of the demonic religion of yoga. Women push socialism, which has a history of hatred of God. Women have done tremendous evil, yet somehow, modern women believe they’re right about everything.

Rebecca does not accuse me. When she showed up in my life, she already believed what I believe. God put it in her. I didn’t have to. She listens to what I say, and she repeats it to me amplified with scriptures she already knows.

Why would I trade this for a neurotic feminist who thinks everything I say is “mansplaining” and reacts to it by cutting herself?

Fourth point: modern women who are Christians worship pastors instead of listening to the revelation God gives their husbands. If I point out, rightly, that Kenneth Copeland is a con artist who destroys people’s wealth and keeps them away from God, I shouldn’t have to listen to a woman who tells me I’m going to hell for touching God’s anointed. If you chose me, you should know I hear from God, and you should hear from him, too. If you don’t think I can be trusted, marry someone else and spare me the torment of being with you.

Should I complain to God because I’ve been so single for so long, or should I thank him profusely because you weren’t with me?

Pointing a TV camera at a gutless, grinning moron or a liar doesn’t turn him into God’s anointed. God anoints people with impartations, not cameras. The most damaging preachers on earth are on TV with huge audiences.

The Bible clearly says, in many places, that a woman should submit to her husband. Nowhere does it say the converse. Some people quote a passage that says Christians should submit to each other, but it’s not in reference to marriage. If it were, it could contradict the rest of the Bible. It directly follows a passage saying women should submit to their husbands.

It’s unfortunate that we so often use the word “submissive” to describe a good wife, because Americans hate this word and associate it with things like abuse and sexual perversion. Maybe people will understand better if I use the word “cooperative.” It’s wonderful to have a woman who is cooperative.

Modern women need to understand something: no man has to marry them. We are free to look elsewhere, and we are free to remain single. You can be mad at us, but you have no power over us. The competition is alluring and nourishing. You are repulsive and draining. If you want a man who has known a proper woman, you will have to get it together, because what you’re offering is repellent to him.

Why do you think men marry so late? They get to know you, and maybe they start fornicating with you and even play house with you, but something inside them tells them there has to be something better out there. That’s why your boyfriend left you when you were 41 and childless. It’s why you think about buying sperm.

I am not a controlling person, and I have the right to reject other people who would control me. If I choose to reject you in favor of someone vastly better in every way, there is nothing you can do about it. Thank God for that.

On top of all of Rebecca’s godliness and her correct attitude, she’s also young and beautiful. There must be others like her out there, ladies. Consider your competition and do the smart thing. Even though I mention Rebecca’s beauty, you should know that your looks aren’t the main thing keeping you single. Fix your attitude, and you will improve your results regardless of your appearance. Men are thirsting for correct women. It’s wonderful that Rebecca is so pretty, but her personality is the reason I didn’t get rid of her on the first day.

Am I saying African women are generally better? No. I don’t have any idea whether that’s true. I’m not writing about African women. I’m talking about Spirit-led women who love and enjoy their proper role. Unfortunately, there aren’t many in America. I can only think of one woman I’ve known here who seemed to fit the description. One!

Yesterday I prayed in tongues for an hour and a half in the afternoon, and I received two scriptures. I sent them to Rebecca.

Here is what Abraham said to Eliezer:

“[A]nd I will make you swear by the Lord, the God of heaven and the God of the earth, that you will not take a wife for my son from the daughters of the Canaanites, among whom I dwell; but you shall go to my country and to my family, and take a wife for my son Isaac.”

Here is what Jesus said to someone who tried to get him to leave his followers to talk to his mother and biological half-siblings:

But he answered and said unto him that told him, Who is my mother? and who are my brethren? And he stretched forth his hand toward his disciples, and said, Behold my mother and my brethren! For whosoever shall do the will of my Father which is in heaven, the same is my brother, and sister, and mother.

America is not my primary country. My primary country is the nation and family of God. The Lord wanted me to have a wife who came from our family, and it looks like he had to go to Africa and another race to find her.

Until this month, I had no idea what a woman was supposed to be like. I had some intellectual beliefs based on the Bible, but I had almost no personal exposure to women who had it together. If you think I was picky before this month, you wouldn’t believe how picky I am now. If things didn’t work out between me and Rebecca, I would become a rapid-fire rejection gun. I wouldn’t struggle for days to make the wrong woman work. I would drop her in the first 10 minutes and be glad I got away.

I was a fool when I was young, and I delayed God’s help for many years. I’m very grateful to him for removing the curses. If you’re young, read what I’m writing. You need God to bring you a wife he chose, and if your fiancee makes you feel trapped, she didn’t come from God. Things will get exponentially worse if you marry her.

Ladies, I suggest you ramp up your game. What Rebecca is doing works.

If you want to comment and say I offended you, all I can say is that you wasted a great opportunity to make your dreams come true. Correction is what you make of it.