i have a confession

I’m not really a hippie.  I do some things that hippies do (like I just bought this awesome peasant shirt from Old Navy that totally makes me look like a hippie), but I don’t really have the hippie mindset.  I do hippie things because I want to be prepared to take care of my family when the poop hits the fan.  Yup, I think the American Empire (developed over the last century in complete opposition to the nation established by our Founding Fathers) is headed for a fall and fast.  Don’t ask me when, I sure can’t tell you — I don’t think it will happen tomorrow, it could, but I don’t think it will.

Wait, it gets worse, I’m what some commonly refer to as a conspiracy theorist.  I even have a tin foil hat — just kidding — the hat part, not the conspiracy part, that’s true.

There, now you know.

I haven’t always been a conspiracy person.  In fact, I spent most of my professional career as part of the establishment working on Capitol Hill.  So what happened?  It all started when some friends of ours suggested that we watch Food Inc.  I thought as a vegetarian, I really wouldn’t learn anything new, I already knew that the food eaten by the typical American was pretty nasty.  What I didn’t know what that the actual system is corrupt to the core.  My eyes were opened in a way they never had been before.

Greg and I had chatted a few times about the evils of the Federal Reserve, but truthfully, I kind of brushed it aside.  I was an insider — I knew how things really worked.  Or did I?

My next step was to read None Dare Call It Conspiracy by Gary Allen and that changed everything.  I began to question things that I had come to accept as fact.  I did some additional research and found that the “facts” weren’t always factual.  I was ticked.  I felt betrayed.  Not very nice feelings, but thankfully, those feelings led to some really good things.

Life at the Randall home changed a lot — and I’m not just referring to the little farm we set up in our backyard.  Our total mindset changed.  More so for me than Greg, he’s always been on the right track, it just took me a while to join him.

Don’t get me wrong, we’re not just sitting around waiting for the end of the world.  We are preparing for the future and enjoying every minute of it.  Well, most every minute, there are days when I am not as joyful as I should be feeding the animals or cleaning up their poop.

I don’t have all the answers, but I do know that the fight between good and evil is very real.  Figuring out the good from the evil can sometimes be tricky.  There are so many voices out there competing for our attention.  Who can we possibly trust?  Thankfully, the answer to that question is easy.  We have a loving Father in Heaven who knows the end from the beginning.  He will help us know the truth and give us the strength to accept it and act upon it if we allow Him to.

There you have it.  I hope we can still be friends even if you think I’m a weirdo.