A new year of school has begun and sales may show a slight increase this month due to the purchase of school supplies and new clothing for the occasion; at the least, we hope that is the case.
This is not the first time I have been here, I mean with the economy in the tank and war going on that involves our Nation and school beginning a new year.
My first year of school was experienced for me, and for my peers, in a like economy and with The United States involved in the Second World War.
We lived life differently then concerning our Soldiers. We sacrificed with them. Most of our food was rationed. There were “Tokens” that were dispersed from somewhere, Daddy picked those up but never said to me the place from which they were dispersed.
We could have only a certain amount of sugar and there was no butter, enter the advent of margarine. I loved to mix the stuff. It came in a plastic bag and looked like lard except that it had a little pouch of color in the bag that you broke and then in kneading the contents of the bag it began to look like butter.
My first pair of school shoes were the same kind my Grandma wore. They were new, and they were in my size, I guess some grandmas are little; they were black and tied up the front,they had a one and one-half inch heel on them. I can’t say that I liked them but they were not as ugly as those horrible argyle knee socks my Mama put on me.
Those are considered to be hard times but I only recall that we were concerned for our soldiers who were fighting in the war. The other inconveniences were minor in comparison.
Things were different then, but not as different as the negative forces of the spirit world would like to have us believe.
I want to console everyone who has not been raised to “survive the hardships” that you can survive. It does require you to start to look around you to think how you can provide for yourself the things that cannot be purchased. Do you grow vegetables? Do you can foods? Do you know how to use a needle and thread and a sewing machine? Do you make your own bread?
It requires ‘know how’ to find the food that roams the forests where you live and a gun of some type for hunting. That is unless you are a vegetarian. What tools do you own with which you would be able to build things, maybe a new baby bed? Where is the ground from which you would gather the food from the seed that you sowed?
These are among the many things I learned in the hardship times of my childhood and which I would not trade for a million dollars. I might sell them for a million dollars, but I would retain ownership rights to their use. These types of things are the stock-pile of knowledge for survivors.
Life is not really different now than it was even farther back than World War II. Things about us have changed, we have more technology and there have been many new inventions and discoveries that affect our lives, but our life in not in the use of those things. If all those things should go away or not be available, our experiences would be different but our heart would still beat and our lungs would continue to process air, the sun would be there in the sky and the moon and stars would be seen by us as they are now.
My message is that we would continue to live and continue to die at the same percentage rate as now, one death per one birth. So it must be that the living and the dying are the critical thing.
We can live without our technological inventions; but air, water, and food are the essentials. God has promised, in the Noahic Covenant, that seed time and harvest and the seasons shall continue until the end of the end.
Our life is given to us by God, and even in the event of the Flood, God had Noah prepare the place for safety for Noah’s family and the animal pairs before He let the waters fill the earth.
I’m looking to the Lord and asking Him, “How do I prepare for hard times?” There may be a rebound in our economy and we may divert hardships at this time, but be assured there are always those with us who are on hard times, and we need to know how to train them to survive also.
We have lost so much that makes us strong as Americans. We look to the government to keep us going. How can that generate anything but dependency?
I’ve been here before and I am still here to tell of it. We can survive! But we need to be creative and productive of our own needs, or at the least know how to be creative and productive of the basic needs of our lives.