Revolutionaries Seek Converts for Christ
By Don Sloan
March 7, 1970, North America
The entry sports assorted painting and psychedelia and proclaims in bold, hand painted letters: “I AM THE DOOR: JESUS CHRIST.”
Above that door, a large sign tells who anyone who drops into 2421 East Rosedale will find: “REVOLUTIONARIES FOR JESUS.”
On foot-high risers, flanked by guitar amplifiers and drums, a bearded young man is preaching, dressed in a white T-shirt and flowered Bermuda shorts. He is barefoot.
“The Bible bugs some people,” he says, “You can’t get ‘em to believe in it while they’re in the flesh. You’re doin’ good if you can just get ‘em to believe it’s the Word of God.”
Loud “amens” come from different corners of the room.
“You can’t fight these people,” he goes on. “Just say, ‘I’m sorry if you don’t like the gospel. I didn’t write it—God did.’
‘Take it up with Him.’”
THIS WAS A BIBLE CLASS
At the Revolutionary head-quarters, a two-story stucco building on Forth Worth’s East Side. From this unlikely place of worship, the 30 young people, ranging in age from 16 to 25, go to Forth Worth youth hangouts soliciting converts to Christ.
THE GROUP INCLUDES both boys and girls. Some of the couples are married and have children.
Services at the building, held nightly at 7:30, consist of rock-religious music and preaching intended to appeal to today’s young.
But what about the parents of so relatively young a group?
“Most of the kids just got up and left home. It’s what they wanted. My own mother is sailing around the world on a yacht,” Albite said.
“She thinks I’m crazy.”