On Friday night, the Film&Theology Department of Mars Hill Church had a showing of “Frisbee: The Life and Death of a Hippie Preacher.” The documentary’s director, David DiSabatino, also attended.
Background, clips, and information on additional material about the movie can be found at http://www.lonniefrisbee.com.
The movie was…is…incredible.
Lonnie Frisbee was, in very large part, present and responsible for both the Calvary Chapel and Vineyard churches. God worked through Lonnie Frisbee and brought untold numbers to the church. He was used powerfully by God and hundreds…thousands…came to Christ because of this simple little hippie preacher.
Seeing Lonnie Frisbee on the Katheryn Kuhlman show…maaaaaan, talk about a paradigm stretch.
There were moments of frission for me…seeing Lonnie hold up a “Love Song” album, which I believe was the first one I ever owned. (The other being “Cosmic Cowboy” by Barry Maguire, who also cameos in this movie.) But the part that drew me into the movie was that Lonnie went out to people just like him, hippies who were hurting, searching, seeking something larger than themselves, a love that they could believe in. Even while they were doing LSD, they were searching the scriptures and filtering everything through that lens. It wasn’t enough that people like David Wilkerson came in, filmed their meetings, and then went out and denounced their movement as a bunch of false prophets because they were doing drugs…they just hadn’t gotten that far yet.
The connections between the hippies of the 60’s and the homosexuals of the 06s cannot be ignored. The hippies were considered freaks…dirty…anti-american and possessing a disgusting, anti-family lifestyle. The hippies, man, were all about love. Free love, costly love, they wanted to know more. I swear, the more I stand and draw parallels between the hippies and the homosexuals today, the more it makes me shake with anger. The same thing is happening today. We have not remembered history and we are condemned to repeat it.
Lonnie was part of that group and rose up to become a leader in it, bringing people to Christ. When I had this epiphany several weeks ago, finding my identity in Christ and really understanding it, the more I became convinced that all the talents and resources that I had spent this last 44 years developing, were to go into a ministry effort of some sort — of any sort! — to witness to those people who looked just like me. Broken in places they don’t even recognize, they are lost and seeking Christ. They don’t know that is who they are looking for in all the wrong places, bu that sense of ultimate masculinity, of true male friendship and bonding, that is in Christ and He can be the identity that they’ve spent a lifetime building. I want to play a part in bringing that to them. I’m no Lonnie Frisbee, but I am a weak and foolish man that I do believe God can use to confound the wise.
Lonnie Frisbee is what happens when someone says yes to God and means it.
That can be my life story too. I pray that God will allow that for my life, to work through me and bring gay men and women to an understanding of true gender identity and the truest sexual identity of their lives. I just pray that what happened to Lonnie will not happen to me. But even though all abandon me, I will press forward. I will do what God intends for my life. He only has to make that way apparent and, if I’m not seeing it, close the door hard enough to smack my widdle nose and point me in the direction of the next door.
Seriously, check out the movie. More about David DiSabatino in the next post.