The first missionary journey of Full Proof Gospel Ministries began in Surf City, North Carolina on July 13, 2003. There, on the sands of the North Carolina coast, Jesse Boyd mounted a bicycle and began a ride that would take him all the way to the northwest corner of the contiguous United States. After 4,712 miles of pedaling, Jesse pedaled his bicycle into the Pacific waters outside of Neah Bay, Washington on October 30, 2004.
Read MoreAbout three weeks ago, the coast-to-coast bicycle journey for the Word of God and the Testimony of Jesus Christ finally came to a conclusion in Neah Bay, Washington. Notwithstanding, the work of the ministry and the public proclamation of the Gospel of Jesus Christ carries on. Much has happened.
Read MoreHe that began a good work in us hath surely brought it to completion (Philippians 1:6). On Saturday, October 30, at 6:00pm (Pacific Standard Time), my bicycle rolled up onto the sand and then into the waters of the Pacific Ocean along a beach just outside Neah Bay, Washington after 4,712 total miles pedaled for the Word of God and the Testimony of Jesus Christ. “Coast to Coast 2003” is finally accomplished.
Read MoreIn the past four days, the Lord saved our lives from certain serious injury, saved our truck from near destruction, and miraculously saved me from being stranded on a lonely mountain highway in the snow. In three separate incidents, He proved to be a stronghold and our Protector. All praise, honor, and glory be to his name.
Read MoreOnce again, the Lord manifested a powerful lesson to us in this situation. All we had to do was sit back and wait upon him; he would provide at the right time, and we would know that the provision came from his hand. Psalm 27:14 proved itself true: “Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.” I recall Zabriskie Point in Death Valley National Park to my mind. It was there that I twice cried unto the LORD for a vehicle, and twice he heard my cry, answering in his perfect timing.
Read MoreIt has been awhile since my last update, so I thought I would bring everyone up to speed on what has been going on here. To begin with, the Lord is definitely doing something in Mammoth Lakes, but the details are difficult to perceive at this juncture. This is plainly evident by the activity of the Enemy.
Read MoreGreetings in the name of Jesus Christ, God of the Universe. I am writing this from Sioux Falls in the bottom southeast corner of South Dakota. How we got here is a long and somewhat frustrating story, at least from a human perspective. Then, what we were greeted with here in Sioux Falls, South Dakota’s largest city, was just plain sad. But first, here is how we ended up here.
Read MoreEnroute to Rosseau, the next town, the Lord gave me a great reminder of His grace at a time when I really needed such a reminder. Lying on the side of the highway was a cross someone had constructed with two solid sticks and some string. Oh, the cross …
Read MoreAfter penning the last report, we crossed the border at International Falls, Minnesota, and I pedaled approximately 30 miles to Barwick, a very small Canadian farm town. There, we camped alone for the night in what was basically a large field. Monday’s weather was absolutely incredible. Temperatures climbed into the 70’s, and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.
Read MoreIt has been almost a week since I penned our last report, and some of you may be wondering what has become of us. Well, I am sitting in the front seat of my truck typing this update on Sunday night, October 5th in International Falls, Minnesota … Let me go back and recap the past week.
Read MoreGreetings in the name of the Most High God and the fellowship of Jesus Christ our Lord. All praise to the Maker of this wilderness in the midst of which I now sit. But, more about that later. The last couple of days have been an amazing chapter in this journey, and there is much to say.
Read MoreI am penning this brief from a public library in downtown Iron River, Wisconsin. The facility is actually closed, but this kind lady let us come inside to use the computers anyway. Last night, after the email from Washburn, I pedaled up Hwy. 13 another 12 miles north.
Read MoreFINALLY, I completed the ride across Michigan's Upper Peninsula. And along the way, we have met a few people and have seen a few places. I am penning this post from a public library in the small town of Washburn, Wisconsin.
Read MoreIt has been almost a week since our last correspondence, and we apologize. Much has happened, and there has been no access to the internet. The last epistle was penned, as you might recall, in a high school library in Munising, Michigan. Immediately after I walked outside to resume pedaling, I noticed a group of high school boys from a shop class looking at my bicycle.
Read MoreSince my last report penned in Green Bay, Wisconsin, much has occurred. Presently, I am sitting in a high school library in Munising, Michigan on the shore of Lake Superior. The weather is absolutely gorgeous, albeit quite windy . . . God also gave us an amazing gift.
Read MoreThe last couple of days have been an enigmatic roller-coaster physically, emotionally, and spiritually. At this moment, this email is being penned in the Brown County Library in downtown Green Bay, Wisconsin.
Read MoreGreetings in spirit of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, the only message of any real eternal value: I am penning this email at the public library in the quaint seaside town of St. Ignace on the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. After some thought wrestling and prayer last night, the dawn brought confirmation that it was time to move on. So, we drove the 250 miles NNE to the Mackinac Bridge, crossing over from the mitten to the U.P.
Read MoreThis morning, we awoke and begin packing stuff up. But, the Lord put roadblocks in our path to hinder things. Before long, I knew that He was prompting us to remain another day. The message became clear: NOT SO FAST! Knowing that we were so close to another major metropolitan area, my conscience just would not let me press on without getting the Gospel out onto such streets.
Read MoreIt has been several days since I penned the last post, and since, the lay-over has continued. However, we have come to understand that this “leaky camper shell” delay, like the first “leaky camper shell” delay, was God-ordained for the glory of His Word and the Testimony of Jesus Christ.
Read MoreWe are stranded here (not necessarily a bad thing other than the fact of an encroaching winter). On Sunday, we were pelted with much rain. At this point, I noticed that our new camper shell (i.e. truck cap) shared something in common with the previous one (formerly replaced back in Raleigh, NC)—IT WAS LEAKING BADLY.
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