Some people laugh about the post-hippie generation that came to be known as Jesus people. They think we were just a bunch of crazy kids who weren't serious about our faith, or who just wanted to rebel against our parent's religion. That wasn't the case for me. I didn't even dabble in drugs, and the closest I ever got to being a hippie was my crushed blue velvet bell-bottoms and a day-glow purple peace sign, and to tell you the truth, I could have cared less about my parent's religion. It wasn't even a blip on my mind's busy screen.
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