A Lock Down Reminder

20 04 2020


Partner With Us

2 09 2015

It’s been a while since I posted on the website. It’s been a very busy last few months but we hope to be able to get back to regularly trying to post something encouraging or edifying on the website. A lot of changes are coming the ministry over the next couple of months so bear with us. We appreciate your friendship in the gospel and your following us on here is really encouraging to us.

If you have been following our ministry over last few years  you will know that each year I attend the Super Bowl Outreach. This event is hosted by Sports Fan Outreach International a wonderful ministry organization. My first event was the 2013 Super Bowl Outreach in New Orleans, Louisiana and I can’t tell you what a blessing that was to my heart. I have never experienced anything like I experienced there in New Orleans. It was a chance to spend a few days meeting new people, brothers and sisters in Christ who have become great friends of mine. We prayed together, we learned together by hearing the speakers, we fellowshipped and we shared the Gospel with the lost together.

At the end of those couple of days I felt sadness in my heart. I actually wept a little bit to be honest. I felt as though I were leaving friends who I had known for years though we only spent a few days together. The closeness and love I experienced changed my life. I met Bill Adams who oversees the ministry. He has become a mentor and example in the ministry to me and I feel a deep affection for him.

This event stole my heart and each year this is our families big trip. We spend our vacation time laboring in the Gospel work here rather than relaxing at the beach because we so love this opportunity. In 2014 Amy and I attended the Super Bowl Outreach in New York City. In 2015 I was honored with an opportunity to be a team leader at the Super Bowl Outreach in Phoenix, Arizona.

In 2016 the Super Bowl is being held in one of the most spiritually dark cities in America. It is being held in San Francisco, California. This area has a special effect on me because I’m from Redwood City just 26 miles south of San Francisco. This would be a chance to take the Gospel to the place I grew up as well as to a desperately needy area. I am again honored to lead a team this year as well.

There are many costs associated with attending including travel and the cost of participating (food, shelter, transportation, tracts etc). I would ask that you consider partnering with us in this effort by making a contribution towards someone attending the event. I don’t want finances to keep anyone away. You can donate online, or if you want to make a tax deductible donation you can email me for ways to do that. Please consider a donation of any amount. All monies raised will go directly to the cost of attending the outreach or travel. Thank you and please pray between now and January as around 100 evangelists prepare to hit the streets with the Gospel of Jesus Christ for the over 1 million or so who will be attending the festivities. The biggest message in the world, on the biggest day in the world. God bless.


For even in Thessalonica ye sent once and again unto my necessity. Not because I desire a gift: but I desire fruit that may abound to your account.” (Philippians 4:16-17)

Book Update!

22 09 2013

My first book Lessons From My Fathers which chronicles my families spiritual heritage as well as lessons I learned from my Grandpa and Dad is now available in full color paperback. The Kindle version has also been lowered from $4.99 to $2.99. You can go to our website click the Our Books tab and click the clink on that page.


We have also published a pamphlet called Understanding Believers Baptism which is available on the same page. It is available for just .99 on Kindle. The paperback will be available within a week for just $5.00.

Lessons From My Fathers

7 09 2013

By the Lords grace I have written a book called Lessons From My Fathers. It is the story of my families spiritual heritage as well as lessons I have learned from both my father and grandfather. The book is available on Amazon as an eBook for 4.99 right now and will be available in paperback in a week or two. You can find it on Amazon or follow the link on the March of Truth Facebook page.

Up And Running

22 05 2013

We are back up and running on this website. This will be the home for our ministry on the web. We thank all of you who follow us and we hope to be a blessing. We have added many new features and you can follow us on Facebook and Twitter as well. Having become unemployed we are able at the moment to labor full time and are open to speaking requests whether pulpit or open air evangelism. You can reach us through the contact form or at marchoftruth@gmail.com.

10 Reasons I Respect Fundamentalists

20 11 2010

“Render therefore to all their dues: tribute to whom tribute is due; custom to whom custom; fear to whom fear; HONOUR TO WHOM HONOUR.” (Romans 13:7)

I run around with all kinds of Christians but the fundamentalists with whom I often associate are some of my favorites. Oh we have our disagreements but overall I find them better company than most in the contemporary movements. Here are a few of the reasons why despite our disagreements I will always love fundamentalism.

1. My Grandparents were fundamentalists.

2. They still sing hymns.

3. They tend to raise law-abiding, chaste children even though studies suggest there is no difference between Christians and non-Christians.

4. They believe in a literal hell and love enough to warn people about it.

5. They have backbone and are not prone to compromise principle.

6. They believe in truth, and hold to historic orthodoxy.

7. They know that the Bible calls for some kind of separation from the world.

8. They believe that the Bible is true, all of it.

9. They put obedience to Jesus above the approval of man (but fall short on occasion)

10. They focus heavily on worldwide missions.

Written By: Rick Garland

The Bridge Builder

22 03 2010

An old man going a lone highway, came at evening cold and gray, to a chasm, vast, and deep, and wide. through which was flowing a sullen tide. The old man crossed in the twilight dim, the sullen stream had no fears for him, but he turned when safe on the other side, and built a bridge to span the tide. “Old man” said a fellow pilgrim near, “you are wasting your strength with building here. Your journey will end with the ending of day, you never again must pass this way. You have crossed the chasm, deep and wide, why build you a bridge at eventide?” The builder lifted his old gray head: “good friend, in the path I have come,” he said, “there followeth after me he today, a youth whose feet must pass this way. This chasm that has been nought to me, to that fair haired youth may a pitfall be. He too must cross in the twilight dim, good friend I am building the bridge for him.”


22 03 2010

Lord help me live from day to day in such a self-forgetful way, that even as I kneel to pray, my prayer will be for OTHERS. Help me in all the work I do, to all men be sincere and true, and know that all I do for you, I must do Lord for OTHERS. Myself be crucified, slain, and buried deep, and all in vain my efforts be to rise again, unless to live for OTHERS. And when my work on earth is done, and my new work in Heavens begun, may I forget the crown I’ve won, while thinking still of OTHERS. OTHERS, Lord, yes OTHERS, let this my motto be, help me to live for OTHERS, that I may live like THEE

The Old Paths

21 11 2009
I wish the old paths were before us instead of behind us.

I liked the old paths, when
Moms were at home.
Dads were at work.
Brothers went into the army.
And sisters got married BEFORE having children!

Crime did not pay;
Hard work did;
And people knew the difference.

Moms could cook;
Dads would work;
Children would behave.

Husbands were loving;
Wives were supportive;
And children were polite.

Women looked like ladies;
Men looked like gentlemen;
And children looked decent.

People loved the truth,
And hated a lie.

They came to church to get IN,
Not to get OUT!

Hymns sounded Godly;
Sermons sounded helpful;
Rejoicing sounded normal;
And crying sounded sincere.

Cursing was wicked;
Drugs were for illness;
And divorce was unthinkable.

The flag was honored;
America was beautiful;
And God was welcome!

We read the Bible in public;
Prayed in school;
And preached from house to house.

To be called an American was worth dying for;
To be called an American was worth living for;
To be called a traitor was a shame!

I still like the old paths the best!

‘The Old Paths’ was written by a retired minister who lives In Tennessee.

%d bloggers like this: