It may be helpful to recall our personal experience surviving an actual grid down emergency. We had moved into the house we built on about 3 acres in the country. We were sort of blissfully ignorant as to what things were going to be different between city and country life. The city was 15 or 20 minutes away, so familiar shopping like big box grocery stores were handy and anything else you could obtain in a typical city.
In the month of February, 2007, about a year after we moved, an odd storm rolled in, cold enough to snow, yet it rained! And rained, and rained, like a Spring shower, with temperatures in the 27 degree Fahrenheit area. An uneasiness settled in on us as the windows began to be covered with thin coatings of ice. The sound of the rain drops created a noise like muffled hail stones striking the siding and shingles. Compounding the threat were strong winds, gusting to 50 mph. The lights began to flicker a bit.
We could still see out the northwest windows. As the storm progressed, we noticed the power poles began to bend as the unbearable stress of nearly 1 inch thick ice which had already built up on the lines. I would check the poles every few minutes, then the lights went dark. Out the window was a sight of devastation as the poles along the road had snapped in half. “Well, the power’s going to be out for quite a while,” resigning to that fact.
It was a surreal landscape. Everything was a shiny gray. Grass looked like icy fingers fanning out in all directions. All outdoors appeared to be under a burden. Though the wind blew, there was a strange, eerie silence.
We composed ourselves and tried to comprehend our sudden new reality. The first thing we thought to do was to close off unnecessary rooms, and gather candles. Fortunately I had insisted on a wood stove in the family room for auxiliary heat. At the earliest opportunity we had to venture out in search of firewood.
We did survive the week long ordeal. With no running water, a 5 gallon bucket out in the garage became the toilet. Everyone slept in the same room to conserve heat. Made coffee and warmed up soup and other foods on the iron stove top. We managed to find a convenience store with a good supply of bundled wood. Bottled water was easy to find. Interestingly, venturing out you could see who had power and who didn’t. After a few days without their morning showers they began to show an unkept appearance.
A fortunate and inspiring wake-up call this whole experience turned out to be. It affected me at a gut level. I began to see the electric power grid as a liability. But what we went through is mild compared to the result of an EMP event. Because it was a localized crisis, critical supply chains were intact. Vehicles were operational, as were cell phones and radio. But we can not depend on “life as we know it” returning in a week following an EMP grid down scenario.
An attack on our grid system would immediately create panic across the nation. This type of scenario would quickly bring the vast majority of the population into agreement with any request or requirement a globalist emergency government would care to implement. Which is precisely why it is such a delicious option within their arsenal. (What makes matters worse is that China was allowed to purchase the regional electric company here.) Recently declassified government reports outline the sobering outcome we can expect should this occur.
We are working to to the extent we are given, to soften the blow an EMP attack would inflict. Like a wild branch coming out of nowhere, bringing warning and showing inventions to the educated powers. “A renaissance is coming, and it will not come through the expected channels,” I told them in that auditorium.
They are not expecting Y’shua Messiah’s rejuvenation of the way the world is to properly function. They believe that through their algebraic mentality, they will achieve immortality. Because they reject the Creator of our universe, they will never arrive at their goal.