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The Zombie Apocalypse Survival Guide for Teenagers



So there's this great book about zombies that's going to help you reach teenagers for Christ.

Yeah, right.

I was looking through some of the youth ministry websites. I was looking for ideas. I was looking for something with pop, with sizzle. Honestly, I was looking for a bargain deal as well.

I came across The Zombie Apocalypse Survival Guide for Teenagers by Jonathan McKee. Followers of my blog have seen me mention that name before. I like his stuff. But zombies?

Yes, friend...zombies.

Call it striking the pan while the oil is hot if you want, but this book is the real deal. I wasn't sure what to expect, but by the end of the first chapter, I was hooked.

Jonathan has set this book up as a journal from a teenager who has survived with his brother in a post-Havoc world where zombies reign free. Dangers abound and Chris, the kid in question, decides to journal his knowledge to help others survive.

As I'm reading through the first journal entry, without realizing what was coming, I'm telling myself, 'Man, I know how I would spiritualize this and share it with teens.' Then Bam! I get to the end of the chapter and see discussion questions, a scripture passage to read and even an activity to cement the truth.

27 short journal entries make for an entertaining story, though without the graphic detail that many Hollywood movies offer. And the questions and exercises after each chapter make this a great resource, either for student devotions or a small group.

To be honest, I scored a free copy through my friends at The Youth Cartel, but I plan on buying several for my teens this fall. Because you never know when the Zombie Apocalypse is coming and I want them to be prepared.

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