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*More Survival Ideas

For most people, purchasing enough food, water and supplies to get through a major disaster can be very difficult financially. The average person doesn’t have a lot of extra cash to put toward such a big investment. If you’re like most people, paying the bills and keeping a roof over your head is hard enough as it is.

Fortunately, there are things you can do to help save a little money to put toward your prepping needs and we’ll discuss some of those things here. Every dollar you can save on household utilities, the grocery bill and so on can be put into your prepping.

Be a MacGyver and become a fix-it guru. Before sending that broken appliance to the garbage heap and replacing it with something new, try to fix it yourself. There are many web sites (www.fixya.com, http://www.instructables.com) that offer lots of how-to’s for fixing everything from your laser printer to your espresso machine. In addition, you can find service manuals for many products on line at the manufacturer’s web site.

Another thing you can do is call the manufacturer’s customer service number. Often the company will guide you through troubleshooting steps or even send you free parts. I have found that this works especially well with plumbing issues.

Move fashion to the bottom of your priorities list. Choose function over fashion. This is difficult, I know. But think about the item you intend to purchase and how it is going to be used. A fancy, Kitchen Aid Stand Mixer may look great on your counter, but if you only cook the basics and bake only simple items, a $15 hand mixer may be all that you need. This same concept applies to lots of things: clothing, TVs, jewelry, you name it. Yes, this even applies to cars.

Do it yourself. Mow your own lawn, clean your own house, give yourself a manicure, wash your own dog. Now if you truly hate to do something, don’t do it if you can afford to hire it out. Or better yet, trade a chore you detest with a chore that someone else dislikes. You both get the job done without spending a dime.

Take advantage of freebies. Use public beaches, parks and trail systems for recreational activities. Use your public library. Go online and download geographically specific recreational guides and even preparedness manuals from your state and county web sites. None of these are technically free because your taxes have paid for them, but they are free in the sense you have no additional out of pocket costs.

Speaking of libraries, have you checked yours out lately? Most libraries now have a robust collection of eBooks, audio books, audio book players, music CDs, DVDs and more. If you don’t have a library with downloadable materials, there are many that will let you purchase an annual non-resident library card. You can do a web search or start here to find a library with a large collection of downloadable materials.

Get out of debt. This is obvious. Sure, you may have a mortgage payment and possibly a car payment. But credit card debt? I hope not, but, if you are saddled with credit card debt, come up with a one or two- year plan to pay them off then toss them in a drawer, never to see daylight again unless there is a dire emergency. The old mantra “use your credit card . . .it is the same as cash” simply does not work anymore. It never did.

Always Safe, Always Prepared

Credit: Frank M.

*Thanks Frank!

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Life Cards

*This is not mine but I was captivated while reading it. It’s somewhat long, but to me;…well worth taking that time. Maybe you can be inspired by this and share it with someone you care about. –Moraldiplomat

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Life Cards

In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features save for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endlessly in either direction, had very different headings.

As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read “Girls I Have Liked“. I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one.

And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn’t match.

A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching. A file named “Friends” was next to one marked “Friends I Have Betrayed“.

The titles ranged for the mundane to the outright weird. “Books I Have Read“, “Lies I Have Told“, “Comfort I Have Given“, Jokes I Have Laughed At“. Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: “Things I’ve Yelled at My Brothers“. Others I couldn’t laugh at: “Things I Have Done In My Anger“, “Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents“. I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped.

I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my 20 years to write each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own hand writing. Each signed with my signature.

When I pulled out the file marked “Songs I Have Listened To“, I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn’t found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of music, but more by the vast amount of time I knew that file represented.

When I came to a file marked “Lustful Thoughts“, I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out an inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: “No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!”

In an insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn’t matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.

Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it. The title bore “People I Have Shared the Gospel With“. The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.

And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that the hurt started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please not Him. Not here.

Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn’t near to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper that my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one?

Finally, He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn’t anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn’t say a word.

He just cried with me.

Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card.

“No!” I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was “No, no,” as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn’t be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine.

It was written with His blood.

He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don’t think I’ll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, “It is finished.

I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.

The Price has been Paid by Him. All He asks for is our hearts in Love-our commitment to Him.

How do I get to Heaven? How do I receive eternal Life?

Know these things to be true and Biblical………

1) Heaven is a free gift.

Rom 6:23 “For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord. ”

2) Man is sinful…

Rom 3:23 “For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God;…

we cannot save ourselves!

Eph 2:8 “For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:… .”

Prv 16:25 “There is a way that seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.”

3) God is a loving God…

1 John 1:14 “…God is love.”

Jer. 33:3 “…for I have loved you with an everlasting love.”

…but He is also holy and must punish sin.

Exodus 34 “He will by no means clear the guilty.”

4) This certain punishment for sin, in all of us, is solved in the person of Jesus Christ…

John 3:16 “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

…who laid down His life as the perfect sacrifice to pay the penalty of sin for us all.

Isaiah 56 “All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.

God’s grace has been defined thusly: “GRACE“= God’s Riches At Christ’s Expense

The last words spoken by Christ on the cross were…”It is finished…”

-the debt is paid

How is this gift of eternal life received?

5) By placing your trust and faith in Jesus Christ as your personal Savior.

What kind of faith is saving faith? Faith is not an intellectual ascent. Saving faith is also not a crisis faith, where you get in a jam and call on God for a temporary help…then when the crisis is over…so goes your dependence and need for God.

Saving faith is trusting in Jesus Christ alone for salvation and eternal life. Not your own good works or what you can do…but trusting in what Jesus Christ has already done and settled for all of eternity in the heart of the living God.

Rev. 3:20 Jesus said, “Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.”

(Jesus will come in and become part of you by His Holy Spirit.)

What do you do now? Do you sincerely want to receive the gift of eternal life? You don’t have to die and you don’t have to go to hell and be separated from God forever (John 8:51).

The Bible says…”If you believe in your heart and confess with your mouth that Jesus Christ is Lord, you will be saved.

“…”For He is faithful and just to forgive you of all sin.”

All you have to do is pray this simple prayer…

Dear God, I am a sinner. I acknowledge that I cannot save myself. I thank you that you sent Jesus to die on a cross to pay the penalty for my sins. I believe that He is your Son and that he was resurrected from the dead. I believe that He is in Heaven now offering forgiveness. I open my heart and ask Jesus to come into my life as my Savior and my Lord. Thank you God. I ask this in the name of Christ Jesus. Amen.

If you sincerely prayed this prayer, YOU HAVE everlasting life.

John 6:47 Jesus said, “Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on me hath everlasting life

Welcome to the family of believers. We are not perfect…just forgiven.

 

The Value Of A Mother….

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After having reached at the peak of his career a man felt an urge to repay back to his mother for all that she had done for him. So he asked her, “Mother, what can I give you? What can I do for you? I sincerely want to repay you for all the sacrifices you have made for me and for all the love you have showered upon me.”

Mother looked surprised and said, “Why do you think about it? It was my duty so I did it, you don’t have to repay me. Even if you want to, there is no way a man can ever repay his mother.”

Despite her continuous refusal to ask for anything, he continued to persist. To put an end to the discussion, she said, “All right. If you must, then tonight you sleep on my bed, with me, just as you used to when you were a baby.” He said, “That’s a strange thing to ask for, but if it pleases you, I will.”

As soon as he fell asleep, the mother got up and brought a bucket of water. She poured a mug full of water on his side. Feeling disturbed by the wetness under him, in his sleep he moved away to the other side of the bed. As he settled down, his mother poured another mug of water on the other side. In his slumber he tried to find space towards the foot post of the bed. Sometime later he woke up feeling that this part of the bed too was damp. He got up and saw his mother, with the mug in her hand.

He asked angrily, “What are you doing mother? Why don’t you let me sleep? How do you expect me to sleep on a wet bed?”

Mother said, “I slept with you, when you wet the bed in the night. I changed your wet clothes and moved you to the dry part of the bed, while I slept on the wet side. You wanted to repay me….. can you not sleep here even for one night with me on a damp bed? If you can, I’ll take it that you have repaid me.”

Moral of the story?

How true it is that of all the debts in the world, the one that can never be repaid is the one we owe to our Mothers. We can never repay the love, care and time our mothers gave to bring us up. We are a part of her flesh and blood, we should not forget this, because she never ever forgets it. I know you are thinking of missing your mother at this very moment….Give her a hug and tell her you love her, if you are far away; call her if possible, if she is not with you anymore keep her in your loving thoughts remembering that she loved you very dearly. -“..ofthestory.”

There is nothing as beautiful as our good mothers in this world

Love your mom’s and treat them with loving care; for some only realize a mom’s value when you see her empty chair.” -Credit Original Quote: Otrazhenie @ WordPress > Thanks Otrazhenie