The Age of Mystic Crystal Revelations!
Montreal, Canada
July 1, 1969, North America
The cars pulled up one by one, Arizona, Florida, California. Their license plates told the story of their journey, and the shouts of “Hallelujah! Told of their welcome arrival.
The travelers spilled out of the cars, and embraced the waiting group one by one—man hugging man, woman kissing woman, wife greeting long-awaited husband.
The Revolutionaries for Jesus were making one more stop on their self-appointed journey across the continent.
“God’s given us a message,” explained an intense young man. “He said ‘Go ye into all the world and preach the gospel.
Take Cathy, a young woman who had been a heroin addict for eight months when the Revolutionaries met her in a drug clinic in Miami.
“Now she’s turned to Jesus,” said Faith Dietrich, daughter of Rev. David Berg, a Texan preacher who founded the group.
She embraced Cathy, smiling warmly at her. “Praise the Lord.”
She took up the story again and Cathy nodded agreement as she spoke.
The finest specialist in Miami had been treating her, and had tried everything. She was the faithful little one who always went to the clinic. But nothing worked, so finally he sent her up here to be with us.
“Do you know, she came off drugs without any symptoms when she dedicated her life to Christ. He answered her spiritual needs so she didn’t even want drugs anymore.”
“This property belongs to a Dr. Martin, a man we met in Florida. God touched his heart, and his door opened to us while all around us other doors were closing down. He told us we could stay here as long as we like.
“People in general are seldom interested. They pass you off as if you’re in bad taste,” Faith Dietrich continued.
“When they see us—hippies, really just children—they’re exposed for their lack of love and concern. Sometimes God has to use foolish terms to spread his message.”
Joining hands in a large circle, they started to sing the songs they write themselves—part rock, part spiritual—songs that reflect the singers—kids who’ve dropped out of the hippie scene and into the arms of Jesus.