Arthur M. Casci Testimony

[aron]

I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him where are you going
And this he told me
I’m going on down to Yasgur’s farm
I’m going to join in a rock ‘n’ roll band
I’m going to camp out on the land
I’m going to try an’ get my soul free

We are stardust
We are golden
And we’ve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
Well maybe it is just the time of year
Or maybe it’s the time of man
I don’t know who I am
But you know life is for learning

We are stardust
We are golden
And we’ve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere there was song and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
And they were turning into butterflies
Above our nation

We are stardust
Billion year old carbon
We are golden
Caught in the devil’s bargain
And we’ve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Woodstock, by Joni Mitchell

I don't know Ms Mitchell's philosophical background, but she like many saw the gathering of freaks and hippies as a watershed event. Before Woodstock we didn't realize what we were. Then we saw - we were a people and a nation.

The Jesus Movement felt itself not as an offshoot or a rejection or redirection of the Woodstock nation, but rather it's actualization.

"We are stardust - we are golden" and "we've got to get ourselves back to the garden" were affirmations, and challenges. And Jesus was the way. A great spiritual door had opened, and it had a name. Its name was Jesus.

Now, not every 19 year-old went to Woodstock, or wanted to. But it was big, and it sourced the Jesus Movement, which in turn fed Witness Lee's group. I see it as a kind of Pilgrim's Progress: if you look at post #84 and #85 you see those trying to siphon off the souls - Witness Lee and his local church, the Children of God and Moses Berg, the Rosicrusians. Etc, etc. As AMCasci wrote, "I was ripe for the picking".

The song said, "I don't know who I am; but you know life is for learning". Amen. May the Lord keep us awake always, and watchful unto prayer. If we seek, we will find. "Were not our hearts burning, as he opened for us the scriptures?"