Praise God! Since my last newsletter (dated February 17th), we completed a 612-mile leg that took us clear across Missouri, into parts of Northern Arkansas, and upon a very appropriate spot to pause for a much-needed “spring break.” This leg was more than double the length of our previous longest leg. Last week, we walked up to an interesting historical marker in the dark. It was an old tri-state marker at the spot where Missouri, Arkansas, and Oklahoma come together. Just beyond that marker was a large sign: Welcome to Oklahoma.

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It’s a blessing to report that our last leg was 211 miles, and along that route which wound in and out of three states, we had 103 Gospel encounters and gave out 8 copies of the Holy Scriptures. Moreover, we FINALLY got across the Mississippi, that Ol’ Man River. That’s a genuine milestone. From Cape Hatteras, North Carolina, you can drive 950 miles in 15 hours to the very bridge we used to cross this important waterway on foot. Somehow, it took us 2,650 miles and 10 months to get there. I guess we took the extreme hardcore scenic route.

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We recently experienced a good snowstorm here in North Carolina, one that compelled me to dig out an old pair of Canadian-made Sorel boots. Strangely, this old set of snow boots brought to mind Psalm 103, and they have proved good medicine as we prepare to get back to our long walk across the United States.

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Esrim (אשרם) is the Hebrew word for “twenty,” simply the plural form of the number 10 (אשרה). A twentieth year would be called shinoth esrim (שׁנת עשׂרים), or “two ten years.” I can think of twice in the Bible that “two ten years” or a “twentieth year” is highlighted in Israel’s history as the fountainhead of a good and mighty work of God that would follow.

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Merry Christmas from Full Proof Gospel Ministries and our long walk across the United States in the spirit of watchmen upon a wall (Ezekiel 3:17). By God’s abundant grace, we closed out 2021 by surpassing 2,500 miles on foot!

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My dear friends, as the miles stack up on this long walk, the more and more I am convinced that the spiritual state of our nation is far worse than we think. Moreover, the American Church is far more compromised and corrupted than we have imagined, much worse. Oh, how desperately we need REVIVAL in the churches and a SPIRITUAL AWAKENING in the land, like the Great Awakenings of old. O LORD: “Wilt thou not revive us again” (Psalm 85:6)?

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Unlike the previous leg of this journey, the route into West Virginia and Kentucky wasn’t particularly beautiful. In fact, it was quite ugly. I accumulated a lot of coal dust on my shoes; we stepped over more than a few used needles on the side of the road; and we felt the weight of the spiritual darkness that hangs in those parts, from all the opioid drug abuse and going all the way back to the violence, bloodshed, and raucousness of the Hatfields and McCoys. And yet, this leg was special and will be remembered as such.

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Since we traipsed out of North Carolina for the last time, we slogged nine straight days and then came home for a few days’ rest. Over that 9-day stretch, we walked 170 miles and had at least 114 Gospel encounters in some pretty out-of-the-way places in Virginia. Moreover, it was a great blessing to give out 7 Bibles.

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On Tuesday, we closed a long chapter of this long walk, and it was bittersweet. At day’s end, we stepped out of North Carolina for the last time, way up in its northwest corner, what they call the Tricorner in Ashe County.

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Many times over the years, I have found myself somewhere in that Smoky Mountain rain, and uncomfortably wet. And though frustrating, it was never not uniquely memorable and fascinating. Yes, I have a love/hate relationship with the Smoky Mountain rain and a love/hate relationship with the Great Smoky Mountains National Park.

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I apologize for the lull in communication. We are still out here and remain committed to walking across the United States in the spirit of watchmen upon a wall. In fact, since my last update of more than three weeks ago, we have logged another 193 walking miles and 82 more Gospel encounters, including two interactions with lost sheep from the House of Israel.

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Greetings, dear brethren, in the name of the ONLY HOPE for the Old North State and the rest of the United States of America—Jesus the Messiah. We are currently back home wrapping up a few days of rest following a long 10-day stint that involved 152 miles of walking, 58 Gospel encounters, and the crossing of North Carolina’s state line into Tennessee at her westernmost corner.

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Since my July 12th Journey of a Thousand Miles update, it’s been a rough couple of weeks walking across America in the spirit of dire warning as from a watchman on a wall.

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Greetings beloved brethren in the name of Jesus the Messiah. An old Chinese proverbs states: A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. I now know beyond a shadow of a doubt that this is true. Last Friday, at the Rough Butt Bald Overlook on the Blue Ridge Parkway, our long walk across America hit 1,000 miles. Truly, a journey of a thousand miles does begin with one step. That step was in the ocean sand way out on North Carolina’s Outer Banks back on March 1st. Glory to God!

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What a joy it has been to walk all over my own Jerusalem bearing witness of the Truth all over my own Jerusalem. We literally passed through every town in the county on foot—Hickory, Mountain View, Newton, Conover, Catawba, Sherrills Ford, Maiden, Claremont, and Longview. And, we had many great witnessing encounters, 130 in all, some familiar faces and others unfamiliar.

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Most of the past three weeks have been spent making a wide Figure-8 circuit around my home county of Catawba. I believe we walked nearly 150 miles in our own Jerusalem (see Acts 1:8) and had many fruitful encounters. It’s simply been one foot in front of another.

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If I were to sum up the last two weeks of our long walk across America, SHEER PROFUNDITY would certainly be appropriate. And, I describe it so while contemplating some things that were spoken to me by Christian folks at different points on the side of the road. Two of those testimonies compelled me to rejoin SHEER PROFUNDITY and shake my head in sad disgust. Another two compelled me to declare SHEER PROFUNDITY and nod my head with accord and affirmation.

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Looking at how the route has lately taken shape, one might say we have gone WAY OUT OF THE WAY. But, when hoofing across a continent, what is way out of the way? What does that even mean? If you have to walk several thousand miles anyway, what’s an extra 10 miles? 50 miles? or even 100 miles here and there?

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