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Like New York City when the lights go out

A discussion elsewhere got me thinking about the long-term sustainability of modern culture.  It isn’t.  Wars, natural disasters, and economic calamities happen regularly down here on this mortal plane.  As a student of prophecy, I know this is coming eventually.  The pale horse follows the black horse follows the red horse follows the white horse, and these four pretty much trace the course of human events.  They will do that right down to the end.

We’ve just seen the radical upset across Europe when a volcano put grit in the sky.  The transportation system ground to a halt.  Delivery of air freight stopped, much of which was food.  Who knew that much food traveled by air?  Passengers were stranded all over the place; many of them having budgeted for a once-in-a-lifetime European tour were flat broke and couldn’t even buy food in a foreign airport.

In some areas hit by Hurricane Katrina, the people sat around waiting to be transported, fed, protected, cared for.  In other areas, neighborhood men put up signs saying “You loot, we shoot,” and they started cleaning up their own places.  Nope, no crime problems there, so no victims to blame Mr. Bush for, and therefore no news media.

In time, much of the nation stepped up with  massive amounts of aid and put Mississippi and Louisiana back together.  I was there.  We had crews from every utility and line contractor within a thousand miles.  Truckers brought tanker  loads of gasoline and diesel, bottled water and ice.  The Southern Baptists, Assemblies of God and other denominations had emergency food stations set up that furnished meals for thousands upon thousands.  The entire Mississippi electric power system was rebuilt from the ground up in about a month.  My work crew stayed in temporary shelters trucked in from Idaho and Oregon.  SouthernLinc phones were working in a day or two.  A friend of mine was seriously injured in a car wreck and was airlifted out to Macon, Georgia with all expenses paid by Southern Company.  Insofar as I’m aware, this scale of disaster relief is unsurpassed in American history.

The picture below is a housing subdivision where there is nothing left but the foundation slabs.

But what if the calamity were nationwide?  What if every region of the country were equally affected so that aid couldn’t be brought in?  A serious economic setback would do that.  I’m thinking of a hyperinflation and wondering what to do if my entire life savings wouldn’t cover the price of a gallon of gas.  Government spending threatens that.  They’ve already created several trillion dollars worth of computer fiat money and are using that to artificially prop up the rickety stock market.  They are handing out trillions to failing banks, more trillions to Social Security and Medicare, more trillions to failing car companies, more trillions for ObamaCare®, possibly some more trillions to Greece….  Everyone knows this can’t keep going.  What would happen if the modern, technological economy suddenly found itself unable to use its accustomed means of commerce?  I’m thinking here of the Mississippi coast after Katrina if nobody came.  Or New York City when the lights go out and don’t come back on.

The Bible says that the prudent man foresees such things and begins to make preparation.  The first and obvious preparation is to walk with Christ.  The man who does this is like a tree planted by the rivers of water, says David, whose leaf does not wither and who does not see when drought comes.  Christians must resolve now not to fall in with the general panic.  We will rely on the God who has fed us every day thus far.

But we’re not going to tempt him by doing nothing.  I confess this goes beyond where my headlights will shine.  But it’s an area I intend to ponder as a matter of responsibility for my family.  Given who’s at the helm of the ship of American state, it’s probably something Christians everywhere should begin thinking about.

That’s me on the left.    We were at the Southern Company relief staging area in Gulfport.  I wasn’t really mad there.  I just have a mean-looking form of ugly.  Next to me in order are Richard Nix, Brandon Shuman, Michael Boone, and Daniel Komm who befouled the picture with a Clemson shirt.

One Comment

  1. Michael Todd

    I actually like the Clemson shirt………..

    Posted on 18-May-10 at 18:15 pm | Permalink

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