Jesus meets free love

My stepfather and some other people I know — used to know, anyway — were in the Children of God before they joined my mother’s church. So was River Phoenix. No one ever explained to me precisely what this meant.

Now, thanks to some surviving tracts unearthed here, I can express everything you need to know in one simple formula: Hippies + Christian Evangelism = Violent Nausea.



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