Edible Equals Survival

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Edible Equals Survival

I want you young folks to start digging, as fast as you can into this hillside, we’re going to make our selves a little tunnel that will have a room at the end of it. We want to get as far back in as we can, that’s why I had you carry all the tree branches we could find. They will help hold the sides and the ceiling up so we don’t have it cave-in on top of us later.

Slide the dirt out to the front of the hole on that tarp and dump it down the hillside. Some of it will slide down by itself that will help make a little wind break after a while, also it will be clean dirt to sit on.

Great uncle Simon lived this way when he first came from Norway it 1888, He and his family dug a hole into this same Hillside, that’s where they spent their first winter, even brought the Ox in during a bad blizzard. Later he built this stone house.

We’re going to use the two standing walls of the stone house to help protect our cave that we’re going to have dug below it. One reason Simon picked this location, there is a spring that comes out of the hillside and it flows down into the edge of that slough down below. Hopefully, a clean water supply.

We have carried just about all the dried food, canned goods, and bottled water that we could get our hands on, we’re going to have to ration all of these items very carefully, to make them last as long as possible. I’m afraid we’re not going to find any food out in the wild that is going to be safe to eat for a long time. Frogs from the slough might be our first fresh food. We will have to hope that heavy rains come that are not full of radiation that will help give us a fairly clean start.

This project could easily have been done several years ago, or even last year but who would have ever thought the world leaders would have been crazy enough to start firing nuclear missiles at one another.

It looks like living through this nightmare, is going to all depend on limiting the amount of time we come out of our little cave, trying to catch water from the spring before it gets out on to the contaminated ground, and most of all making our edible items last as long as possible.

It appears we will have drinking water to survive on. The edible food will be the major problem to overcome, if we can get through this first year, the lake is close by, we will have to figure out a way to catch our life-saving fish, that is if the frogs don’t come back. We will literally have to pool all of our talents and live off the land. Many things will become edible!


Bury or Burn

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Bury or Burn

Pirates used to bury their Loot on deserted Islands before they set sail to do more pirating and pillaging. A dog will bury a bone in the backyard, that is his prized treasure. You may be able to bury your dog in the backyard if something should happen to it.

The authorities seem to draw the line when it comes to burying a spouse in the backyard. With high burial costs, at one time I considered having a large garden, then when I died all my wife had to do was plant me  among the tomatoes, rutabagas or whatever it might be. That dream plan ended when we had to move into an apartment.

We bought a burial plot in a beautiful Small Town Cemetery just on the outskirts of town with spruce and pine trees planted all around, a beautiful place. Thirty years later the town built a sewer lagoon, right across the street from the cemetery. I told my wife if I should go first, for her to put a clothespin on my nose before they close the lid on the coffin.

I guess that wouldn’t maybe make a lot of difference after all. That would be like dying on the wagon train headed west, they bury you in the ground next to the trail, then proceed on West, leaving you in a cloud of dust but the dust won’t get in your eyes after they’ve already covered you with dirt in your roadside grave. Seems to be very extra sad though, to be left in the ground along the trail.

Our immediate family is buried in four different cemeteries within a 10 mile radius of where we live. Some of these graves have been in the cemeteries for over a hundred years. At one time, all of the work that was needed to be done at a cemetery was done by volunteers. They took care of the grave digging the mowing and the other upkeep of the Cemetery grounds. Most all the work was done with volunteers for decades, we have progressed to a point where there no are longer volunteers available to get the work done.

All cemeteries had Perpetual Care Funds set up. Through the years as volunteer workers became fewer and fewer, laws were changed to help make it easier to maintain the cemetery graves. Most caskets deteriorate and collapse within a matter of years and nowadays, possibly they’re made out of cardboard. When a casket collapses the ground caves in up above, so work is needed to fill that dirt that caved in to the ground, which requires someone to haul in a load of dirt and level it off and replant grass.

This created laws to be passed requiring a cement box be lowered into the ground that the casket would go into and a cement lid went on that box, this would pretty well do away with graves caving in, creating extra work.

The high cost of the cement boxes, the high cost of caskets and the High Cost of funerals have brought about a whole new wave of Cremations and that appears to be the way of the future instead of being buried you will be cremated and your ashes can be scattered to the Four Winds, at your favorite fishing spot or Watering Hole or cemetery.

Even if everyone is cremated in the future the need is still there to maintain all of these cemeteries. Family members will have to think about digging into their pockets to donate more money for care.

I think it would be a good idea to contact their Senators and Congress people and getting some type of legislation passed that will help recover the interest lost through  the past 20 + years and protect Perpetual Care Funds for future years.


Grit Plus Peace



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Grit or Grace

Grit is good, grit is great, most of the time! Everyday we seem to need more grit to carry on in this world. It would be very hard to survive, just exist without a lot of grit or determination and drive. There is a term for this grit in the country of Finland they call it sisu.  Sisu is not momentary courage, but the ability to sustain that courage. It is a word that cannot be fully translated.

There is something else that we need more than grit and it is free, it might possibly be the most important thing we can have. It is peace, we need peace, an inner peace that has much more power than all the grit we can conjure up. There is only one place to find that true peace and that is God’s peace that surpasses all understanding, it has so much power, the human mind cannot comprehend the power of God’s peace.

In Philippians 4:7 we have a wonderful promise: “The peace of God, which passes all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” It is important to note the context of this promise, because that’s where we find the condition: “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God” (verse 6). God’s peace is promised to guard those who pray—with thanksgiving—about everything. This peace will transcend our ability to understand.

God’s peace is a personal bond between “Him” and each individual who follows him, when people  have his peace they truly understand it, although they cannot explain it. It is there to carry them, each and every day through all the trials and tribulations of this world.

Many people continually pray for peace, peace between peoples and nations to stop all the killing. That peace will never happen according to God’s word which says there will always be wars and rumors of wars.”Matthew 4:6-10 New King James Version (NKJV)”
And you will hear of wars and rumors of wars. See that you are not troubled; for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet. For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. And there will be famines, pestilences, and earthquakes in various places. All these are the beginning of sorrows.

Human nature does not change, man cannot get along with man, they let their differences, in some cases large differences over freedom and individual rights control their actions. Many would never live with peace, treating their fellow man equally. Their only hope is in finding  God’s life changing peace.

People in the Old Apostolic Lutheran Church greet each other with, “God’s peace!” There could not be a better greeting than, “God’s peace”! if you have it, you know you want to share it and tell the world about it and hope they can have that same feeling of inner peace. If you have God’s peace in the church building and take it with you when you leave, people all week long, all year long, all life-long will be able to witness God’s peace through your daily actions and how you live your life and treat your neighbor. That is the true gauge of what God’s peace can do.

Our individual grit drives us forward, as we seek peace and Grace. When somebody asks, “How are you?” I hope you can say, “BLESSED.”




To The Well And Back


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To The Well And Back

What would you do if you were the person in this dream? You have been walking for days in the blistering hot sun, your tongue is parched, your mouth is so dry you cannot spit. WATER, your body cries out! There is none. You are walking in the middle of a desert, wondering why you’re still carrying two very empty water canteens.

Through sunburned bleary eyes, suddenly, far off in the distance, you see something sticking out of the sand, it must be a mirage, you cannot believe your eyes. It looks like an old fashioned water pump with a long handle on it. An old style pump that you pumped by hand. You quicken your pace in spite of your body screaming for a drink of water, you press on to that distant old water pump.

There is a can partially buried in the sand, it must be at least a 2-gallon can. You lift it up and shake it, it has something in it, not sand. It actually has water in it. You have heard the stories about old water pumps. The leathers dry up, when you pour in the priming water you hear it, just run down into the well. They will not pump anymore, with dry, bad leathers.

You recall hearing the Kingston Trio folk song, Desert Pete. You’ve got to prime the pump, you must have faith and believe. That is why that can of water was left for you, with love. Do you prime this pump? Now you are faced with a question. Do you put your faith in yourself who wants to drink that nasty water quick, now, chug-a-lug? Or put your hopes in a belief that a higher power is in control of your destiny? Maybe a few sips, then prime it, yeah right! No way.

You must decide if you want to drink that water that is going to taste Very Bad. It has been sitting in that can for the Lord knows how long. If you prime that old pump, with that putrid water, you no doubt will shortly have some cool water to fill your canteens with, to drink all you want, or pour some over your head if you wish. Then you can refill that precious can, and place it back in the ground for the next person who is lost and is in dire need or the life-saving water that can come from that old well.

I feel this story about priming the pump has a powerful message. Do we go it alone, or step out in faith? I do believe this links our faith to a higher power in our life walk here on this Earth. Each new day has many traps and snares to turn us from the right path. We almost daily find ourselves in need of Living Water, be it from a pump or the Grace received through trials and tribulations.

If we are fortunate enough to have been to the Well for a new life, received the life-saving water, we should share it with others so they might be blessed too. Grace and peace flow abundantly from the well.

James 2:17 says, “Even so faith, if it has not works, is dead, being alone.” Verse 26 says, “For as the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without works is dead also.”


Independence Day


Independence Day

Oh, my country so faithful to me.
Where now is my allegiance more?
Is it in that grand old flag?
“Or is it in my own credit score.”

Many who have gone before?
“Fought and died for this great land.”
They sacrificed, some gave all,
“so the rest could have a life so grand.”

“We love our Independence Day”
Parades, picnics, and fireworks are all on display.
How much longer can it last?
Our identities now bring out looks of dismay.”

“Our lives are consumed with trivial stuff”
We see the enemy each place we look.
How can this be?
We gave up on reading the good book?

“Only through patriotism can our freedom endure”
“A revived National Patriotism that is real.”
“Not just the use of the word”
“to make a political deal”



Old Apostolic Lutheran Church


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Old Apostolic Lutheran Church  c. 1900


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Old Apostolic  Lutheran Church 2017

Old Apostolic Lutheran Church
It would seem that almost every year a new study comes out trying to figure out what church attendance numbers actually are in the United States. It has to be a fairly tough subject for any pollster to tackle. People might say they attend church regularly when regularly to them might be once a month or just on holidays. Most of the studies would have us believe going to church attendance numbers have been falling off in numbers and going down for decades.

I do not believe this holds true for the whole country, as there are different sections of the country where Church attendance would seem to remain relatively High. I had the privilege of attending a live church last Sunday. A church that definitely is growing on a constant basis and has been for over a hundred years. People are not staying away from the doors of that church, they are coming in great numbers and most of them are young families seeking a church home.

“In the United States today, we have more than our share of nattering nabobs of negativism” they should visit this place for a study on faith and hope.

Old Apostolic Lutheran church
of Lake Norden, SD
Weekly Sunday Services at 11 am.
Everyone is Welcome.
Sunday school starts after the Service except on Communion which falls on the first Sunday of every month.

Location Address

44768 SD Hwy 28
Lake Norden SD 57248

Mailing Address

Old Apostolic Lutheran Church
of Lake Norden
18747 US Hwy 81
Hayti, SD 57241

Contact Person:
Email: lake_norden@oalc.us

Oatmeal Raisin Cookies


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Oatmeal Raisin Cookies

Sift together:

2 1/2 c. flour                                                        1/4 tsp. salt
1 tsp. baking soda

1 c. Crisco or other shortening                        2 c. sugar

Add to eggs, beat well. Blend dry ingredients into eggs and stir in:

Two cups quick cooking rolled oats               1 c. nut meats

1 1/2 c. raisins

Shape into balls, using one teaspoon for each. Place on ungreased baking sheets and flatten slightly. Bake at 375 degrees for 12 to 15 minutes


I’ll Fly Away

awayI’ll Fly Away, Oh Glory, I’ll Fly Away

It is a true blessing to be young and healthy, to live without any devastating disease such as cancer or juvenile diabetes and many other things that haunt all ages. We should protect that good health with everything available from attitude to exercise. One way might be to visit a home for the elderly on a regular basis. A mental picture is worth more than any amount of words.

We all take health for granted until something goes wrong with the body. We automatically say fine, when someone asks. “How are you doing, how are you feeling today? The automatic answer is fine, or good, when many times we are not. As we get older that happens more often, we have many more days that are not fine. We entertain thoughts like going, “To a land where joy will never end, I’ll fly away.”

Getting old should be a slow process, like walking into a cold lake, a little at a time, no shock involved. As we do get older, there is some shock, as the body wears out, we start to think more about this in the tired and weaker last days. There is comfort in these words, “Just a few more weary days and then,” “I Will Fly Away.”


I realized much too late. Never start telling your Barber about your health problems!