Hurricane paths mapped from 1985 to 2005. Wherein Fr. Z rants about life-saving stuff.

Take in this photo from APOD.  These are hurricane paths mapped from 1985 to 2005.

A few really bad ones are in there.

Disasters always happen to other people… until it’s your turn.

You should have plans and backups, especially if you have loved ones to care for.

Food.  Water.  Power.  Defense.  Meds.  Comms.

Know what you have.  Know what to do with them.

Network with neighbors you can trust.

Obtain a ham radio license.  I am delighted that quite a few readers here have let me about passing their exams!  It really isn’t that difficult.

Preparing for the worst is the responsible thing to do.

On that note, disasters never happen… until they do.


We do not know the time or place of our death.

It could be far off in terms of swiftly flying earthly years.  It could be in your very next breath and before you read another word of this post.

One of the most poignant and important petitions in the Litany of Saints is our plea to God:

A subitanea et improvisa morte, libera nos, Domine.

From a sudden and unprovided death, save us, O Lord.

Sudden death is one thing.   It can be a grace, as opposed to a long, drawn out agony.   On the other hand, for some people the long agony is a grace, for it gives them the chance to repent and offer their suffering in reparation for their sins.

So, sudden or foreseen or long or quick… that’s one thing.

Unprovided is another. 

An “unprovided” death is a death without access to the last sacraments, especially absolution from a priest.

That’s a scary thought…. especially if you haven’t been to confession for a  long time.

When did you last go to confession?

Dear readers, one of the main reason I put myself into this blog, my force multiplier, is because every single one of you is going to die.

I want every one of you to enjoy the happiness of Heaven.   I want my enemies to get to heaven, even if God has to allow them a suffering which will spur conversion.

Some of you haven’t darkened the door of a confessional for a long time.

I tremble for you.

I beg you.


Fathers… if you are responsible for a parish and you are not promoting and making confession available, you are probably on the path to Hell.


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  1. RichR says:

    I was one of those readers who never considered ham radio until I read about it here.

    I got my General Class (intermediate level) license in July of this year.

    Thanks FrZ for promoting this.

  2. DCLex says:

    “Unhouseled, disappointed, unaneled.
    No reckoning made, but sent to my account.”

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