Hope Amidst SHTF

Collapsing economies, wars, increasing earthquakes and volcanic activity, skyrocketing crime as common sense seems to plummet, tyrannical takeover of the world called the New World Order… seems like the world really is ending. However, its not the end of the world, it just feels like it. The human race will go on no matter how crappy it gets. We won’t all die. History shows that, look at the black plague. Even Bible prophecy shows that a large proportion of humanity will survive past the all the hellish stuff that’s going to happen.

Prepping and survivalism is not all about doom and gloom. We have a lot of hope, actually. The more we prepare, the better our chances. We will also learn a lot of things the hard way. Putting away food and water are important, but we will also have to learn how to replenish our stocks during a long term crisis. Ammo will only last so long, how will we get more? How about learning to hunt with primitive weapons and snares and using the guns for the zombies? I enjoy learning new skills that will help me later on. The more we do now, the better off we will be and the better off our future generations will fare. Growing gardens, food preservation, processing wool and cotton by hand, raising livestock, hunting, trapping, carpentry, and a host of other skills will be needed.

Imagine a few years in the future, there you are teaching your sons to make and use a bow and arrow. Imagine your pride when he hits the mark dead on. Imagine the smile on your daughters’ faces when they are filled with excitement with their first harvest of vegetables. Laughing with joy, they run to you with their hands full of carrots and potatoes.

I hope that a long term disaster never happens, but the way things are going, its highly likely to happen sometime within my lifetime. No matter what, I will hold my head high and know that I did everything I could. If I’m alive when this is all over, I will be one of the first to rebuild society into a stronger, happier place. May God grant you all peace, my battery is about to die.

Bettering Your Odds Doesn’t Give You A Guarantee

Keeping a positive attitude and being arrogant are two different things. A positive attitude can keep you from going postal. Being arrogant can get you killed. Reading the comments on other sites, I come across so much arrogance that I think I might choke and this mistaken belief that just because some people say, ‘I’m a survivalist’ or ‘I’m a prepper’ that they WILL survive. All survivalism and preparedness does is better our odds, not guarantee our survival. A more appropriate phrase would be, ‘I’ll do my best to survive’. Not every zombie will die, not every prepper will live. That’s just the hard facts.

I’m not saying that it doesn’t matter, you shouldn’t prep. By all means prepare for the hard times coming. Just prepare in case you don’t make it as well. I will continue to prepare for everything from a bad storm to the apocalypse. My prayer is this: that I will survive, but if I don’t, that my preps be distributed to good patriots and Christians who have nothing.

May God give you all peace.


It happened instantly. One minute Carla was walking along a peaceful street with her two year old son and her six month old daughter, who was strapped into her stroller. Several other people were also out and about, including others driving along the little residential lane. As Carla stopped at the intersection, a van stopped next to her. Within the van was a mother with her four children all going to meet their father for lunch during his lunch break. On the other side of the street, an elderly man walked his dog. On the other side of the intersection, Carla noticed a group of young men, all gang members. She shuddered. Gangs were on the rise even in her neighborhood.

In a flash of an eye, gunfire erupted from behind her as a couple of cars full of opposing gangsters began to open fire haphazardly at the gang in front of her. The other gang returned fire immediately as they dove for cover. Carla grabbed her son and hit the dirt, as people screamed in fear. As fast as it happened, the gangsters in the cars sped off and the gunfire stopped. Carla rose up slowly, fear permeating her every cell. Looking around, she saw that the van, riddled with bullet holes, had crashed into a store across the intersection. One of the children within screamed in pure agony. Carla’s daughter howled in fear, but was unharmed. Carla checked her son. To her horror, he was laying in a pool of his own blood and was not breathing.

Fracked Up Beyond All Reason. Though this story was fictional, thousands like it play out across our country each year. Shtf can happen in an instant, or it can happen slowly, as in our economic collapse. In an all out shtf situation, you will not be walking down the sidewalk with your stroller and wagon full of supplies. If things get FUBAR, you will be diving from one cover to another with your screaming kids (if you have any) with small, high speed projectiles whizzing by your head!

I have come across so many places on the web where folks think that they’ll be just fine just because they have a bunch of guns and a boat load of ammo, along with a shed full of food and water and maybe a bunch of fancy ‘survival gadgetry’. A lot of preppers are going to die. When things are FUBAR, some places will become war zones far worse than my example story above. This is no joke. I just pray it never gets this bad.

If you can, get out of the city at the first sign of major trouble. If you can’t, fortify well beforehand. If you live in the country, be prepared for if the trouble reaches you. Get proficient with your gear and practice tactical maneuvers for escape and evasion. Learn how to disguise yourself so that you will be more likely to be left alone. Learn how to hide well, even in disgusting places. Do not think that you’ll be just fine just because you’re a prepper, you can die just as easily as anyone else. Prepare and train now, tomorrow could be too late. Remember, ‘zombies’ don’t discriminate when they are hungry.

Pray for peace, prepare for war. May God help us all.

Imagining Yourself In A Survival Scenario

This is actually one of my favorite pasttimes. It helps me to think about every step I would have to take to either bug out, escape a city, or go rescue a friend in multiple different scenarios. I hope that this article will help out the beginning preppers still trying to figure their plans or for anyone who hadn’t thought about this before. For this purpose, I will use a more typical American lifestyle.

Imagine yourself just getting up on a cold winter morning. The first thing you realise is that the house seems much colder now than it did when you went to bed. You check your bedside clock, only to find that it stopped completely. The power is out. You check your cell phone for the time. It’s dead. Now something seems strange. It was on charge all night, right? How long has the power been out? To keep from freezing to death, you go out and try to start your generator. It doesn’t even try. Now you are suspicious. Could it be? Immediatly you head to the car and try to start it. Nothing. You are the victem of either a nuclear EMP (ElectroMagnetic Pulse) or a super strong CME (Coronal Mass Ejection, produced by the sun) has hit you directly. Now you have to think.  Do I stay or do I go elsewhere? If you decide to stay, what will you do for heat, light, security, human waste disposal, water, food, and still be able to bug out if you have to? If you decide to go elsewhere, then you have to figure out how to do all that on the move.

Now I enter myself. I’m at work when the lights go out. I check my cell. Dead. Maybe one of my flashlights will work, maybe not. Chances are good for those. I calmly clean my area like everyone else, then go out to start my car. My foreman has been trying to call the owner, but all phones are out and his cell is dead too. Soon I find that ALL cells are dead. I know right away what I’m up against. My car doesn’t start, just as I figured. Not a single car in the lot starts. I figure its a nuclear EMP, I always act like its the worse situation. I live 20 miles from home and work in a rough town. Luckily, my place of employment is right on the edge of town.

I know that I have to act fast before things get nuts. I open my trunk and get out my in-car get-go bag and some other personal artifacts. I can make it home in probably 12 hrs and not a lot of breaks if I don’t have to detour cross country if I take my preferred route. Secondary route means following the river out, only to be used in extreme situations. I could also follow the freeway, but that is not likely unless an earthquake made the other two impassible. I already dress primarily in green, black and brown, so I’ll blend into the woods real fast.

I calmly grab my gear, warn a few others, get called crazy, and go home. I also warn people not to follow me. Once home, I ask if mom made it home yet herself. If she hasn’t, I go help look for her. We are already pretty well set up at home to handle this type of situation, though we are always doing more.

May God grant you all peace.

“An Once Of Prevention…”

“… Is worth a pound of cure.” I don’t know who said it first, but it is one of my all-time favorite quotes and should be a prepper’s mantra. Unfortunately, just yesterday an incedent happenned here that could have been very tragic, and was 100% preventable. Some time ago, a water tank was openned to see how it was working or something, BUT THE LID WAS NEVER CLOSED PROPERLY. Then yesterday, as I was going outside to scrape the clay off my workboots with a stick, I heard a splashing sound in an odd place. Our poor little Andy, a Shi-tzu Dachsund mix, had fallen in! I don’t know how long he’d been in there, but he was tired and cold. Luckily the water level was high and I could reach him without a problem. I immediatly cinched the lid shut as soon as he was safe.

If he would have fallen in ten minutes later, he would have drowned as I would have been on my way to work and my parents were working at the church. Let this be a lesson to all. We were lucky this time. Be on alert to make sure that the preventable accidents don’t happen. Come shtf, there may be no doctor to patch up your body. Our dumb mistakes can kill us.

May God grant you all peace.

SHTF Mental Preparedness, How Do I Accomplish This? Please Help Me

I personally have never been through an honest to goodness shtf situation. Sure, I’ve been in some hard spots in life and there were times we really had to scrape to get by, but I’ve never been through anything that could justifiably be called an shtf situation. So how do I prepare for when shtf if I don’t know what it looks like firsthand? I’ve never gone hungry, always had a roof over my head, clean water, and halfway decent clothing. My parents were never divorced, so I had a fairly stable home life. I’ve never served in the military, so war is foreign to me. So how do I prepare mentally for something in which I have no idea what to expect? In all honesty, I have no idea just how I will react YOYO (you’re on your own) time!

So I try to do the best I can. I watch disaster and postapocalyptic movies to try to get a visual on what the situation would look like. I also read similar books. I also utilize the internet (like Youtube) to research disasters and how they work. Then, I try to place myself in the disaster and work my way out over and over and over again. This is the only way that I have so far found to prepare mentally. If anyone has some good suggestions, please comment.

May God grant us all peace.