Via NC 62N
65.6 Miles
The Lord spoke to me. “Mortal man,” he said, “you are living among rebellious people. They have eyes, but they see nothing; they have ears, but they hear nothing, because they are rebellious.
“Now, mortal man, pack a bundle just as a refugee would and start out before nightfall. Let everyone see you leaving and going to another place. Maybe those rebels will notice you. While it is still daylight, pack your bundle for exile, so that they can see you, and then let them watch you leave in the evening as if you were going into exile. While they are watching, break a hole through the wall of your house and take your pack out through it. Let them watch you putting your pack on your shoulder and going out into the dark with your eyes covered, so that you can’t see where you are going. What you do will be a warning to the Israelites.”
I did what the Lord told me to do. That day I packed a bundle as a refugee would, and that evening as it was getting dark I dug a hole in the wall with my hands and went out. While everyone watched, I put the pack on my shoulder and left.
(Ezekiel 12:1-7) GNT
This is my favorite driving route. I’m planning to walk it as an object lesson based on Ezekiel chapter 12. However, where my feet actually take me is in God’s hands.
I left in the early afternoon and marched to the Bojangles at Hickory Tree Road. This is where I recorded my last video of the WS era. From there I walked through the night, putting distance between me and the past. I left my phone at the Sheetz in Wallburg, although I didn’t realize until I left a campsite on the Wallburg-High Point Road.
It seemed to me that I now had a lot less to worry about, so I didn’t go back for it and I dumped my phone accessories. It was a glorious moonlit star scape and half of heaven watched.
The traffic was unrelenting and so dangerous that I had to step into the shoulder to keep out of the way of the trucks. I sprained my left foot during the night but it didn’t become a problem until later.
I made it to High Point at dawn the day after I left, and looked for a place to change my shoes. New shoes helped, but that’s when I realized I was injured. It became obvious that rest periods were going to be essential, as much time off my feet as possible. I laid up at New Life Baptist Church, Allen Jay, until my foot was strong enough to walk on.
I stopped in at a Motel and was told that they had no rooms, but the a couple named Mary and Cody picked me up and let me stay in an abandoned garage overnight. I arranged straw bales into a bed and stayed off my feet all night.
The following morning I left before dawn and made it to Julian, stopping for lunch in Climax. I camped beside the railroad tracks by the Toyota plant and burned a fire all night.
Salvation
- Call upon the name of Jesus Christ,
- believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead,
- confess your sin.
