Anyone want to tell Miss High-and-Mighty why I'm laughing at her stored water? Too bad I'll never get to see what happens if she survives a disaster. lol
Truthfully, I'm writing a dystopian novel (yeah, I know, but it's unlike any other I've ever read. The country isn't affected so much as one group in the country is.) I know how to get fresh water easily enough. I can live off the land too. I just much rather enjoy my indoor plumbing, my soft bed, the electricity, and modern technology to spend my life escaping into thinking dystopian is reality.
Way way too much fringe christianity than any real Christianity in Miss High-and-Mighty's rants. When I have extras, I give it to people in need, or just as friendly gesture to brighten someone's day. God provides enough for us. I trust him.