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"We are the middle children of history, no great war, no great depression" - Tyler Durden

That was 1999.

Times change.

We are seeing profound things. An economic composed of multiple bubbles that could burst at any moment. A government who encroaches more and more on our lives every day. Most of the world doesn't like our government and I wonder if they realize most Americans agree with them.

When I was little visiting friends I would often bring like half of my material possessions with me. I just figured it would be nice to have what I needed when I needed it.

I can't deny it. I like gadgets, machines, and thingamajigs of all sort (especially the useful ones). Decades have passed since then and I've changed much. However, in the words of the great theologian Morpheus "Some things never change". As an adult my tendency to be independent didn't really need to go very deep. After all, I was healthy, why worry? Besides that, there didn't really seem to be a need to put back anything. Life was good, getting better, and I had my whole life ahead of me.

Remember when I said times change? They sure do.

Now I have my wife beside me and my son's life ahead of me.


That's a big deal so it requires some planning. Finding the balance between trusting the Lord who provides for us in the most amazing ways and being prudent has been difficult. See, I used to depend solely on myself to take care of myself but now my Father in heaven doesn't just give every breath I breathe but everything in my life.

Does putting back for my family mean I'm not trusting Him?

I've pondered and prayed about this question much. The bible is very clear that prudence is wisdom and there is a time to put away. There is even a time for violence.

 When?

To answer that you have to understand my job. I'm a husband and a father. As such I'm commanded to love, protect, and provide for my family. Love and protection are provisions, by the way, that was a bit of redundancy to drive home a point. The good Lord saw fit to bless me with these gifts with which I am charged to be a steward of.

Our culture doesn't know history. People didn't used to live on a few days worth of food in their house at a time. Back in the day, everyone canned, stored, and grew their own food.

They weren't weird... they were farmers.

Having a year's worth of food wasn't crazy, it was prudent. Being able to defend your homestead wasn't paranoid, it was wise. I'm don't think I'm a nut for wanting to be able to have food and water no matter what is happening on my street, I think I'm doing what I ought to provide for the ones that I say I love.
 God made me this way. I don't really understand it completely. However, I thank Him for it.

I do have the tendency to go overboard and thankfully I have a wonderful wife that keeps me grounded and a church family that keeps me focused on the mission outside of my door

I never stopped being a cub scout. I think Batman is the best superhero for a reason. There is value in having a plan BUT there is PEACE in Christ that no plan can give.

There is my hope.

There is my treasure.

There is my King.

I think a hard time is coming for this country and its going to do a lot of things to the landscape of people. First, the false professors will abandon ship. Second, those of us who are actually in Christ will have a great opportunity to give people hope where they have none.

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