Revival has come to the next generation. The front of the Tent told the story before Mario said a word. Packed shoulder to shoulder with young people. Hundreds of them. The kind of crowd the older generation has been crying out for in prayer rooms for so many years. And here they were, on the final night of the Stockton Tent Crusade, leaning in, hands raised, ready for whatever God was about to do.

This was the night the prayers got answered.

The Worship Set That Wouldn’t Quit

Catherine Mullins and the team came in carrying weight from the start. “Hell Lost Another One” detonated early, and the tent answered. From there it built into “Praise the Lord, Oh My Soul,” then “Let the Heavens Open Up” and somewhere in that progression Catherine stopped singing songs and started prophesying.

She declared “I want to break off this lie of the enemy over the older generation that says you’re not needed, that your time is done. And I want to prophesy that it’s just the beginning. God is just getting started.” She kept calling out individuals. A young man with a hat backwards near the pole, a man in an Upper Room shirt, a young woman with a braid; and each word landed with a sniper’s precision. The older generation got their commission back. The younger generation got their starting line.

By the time they hit “Lion of Judah” and “Lace Up Your Boots,” the place was running on rocket fuel.

The Praise Break Mario Had to Calm Down

Then came the moment that should be in the history books.

The praise break went where praise breaks go in our Tent. It was wide open, full throttle, the band locked in and the crowd erupting. Catherine led them through “Look What the Lord Has Done,” into “I Got a Feeling,” into “Something Happens When I Call Your Name,” into “To God Be the Glory.” Each song higher than the last.

When Mario finally took the platform, he tried to speak and the place exploded again. He shook his head and said something he’s never said in his ministry: “You are the first audience in the history of my ministry that I had to calm down.”

The crowd answered him by getting louder.

He looked at them and tried again: “This is for Jesus, right? Nobody else.”

The shout that came back was the loudest noise of the night. Maybe the loudest noise the church has ever made in Stockton, California. Mario said it himself from the platform: 120 decibels of pure declaration that, yes, this was for Jesus and Jesus alone.

That’s when you knew. The next generation isn’t waiting for permission anymore.

Catherine’s Spirit-Led Detour

Mario stepped to the pulpit and admitted he’d been thrown off course. “Three nights in a row, Catherine has messed up my sermon. And I’ve never been more glad to have it messed up.”

He spent the first stretch of the message on a topic he said almost no one is preaching: the Christian’s protection from the Devil. He told the story of being invited to the “Holy Man Jam” in Marin County years ago, asked to defend his faith alongside gurus from Scientology, Buddhism, Islam, and Transcendental Meditation. While they pitched higher IQs and deeper meditation, Mario asked them one question: “Can you protect anyone from the Devil?”

He took it straight at the audience. Frequent nightmares, anxiety, perverted lust that controls behavior, rage that wants to do something violent, grief so deep you wonder if life is worth living? These are the symptoms of an unprotected target. “Pray not that you take them out of the world, but that you keep them from the evil one” (John 17, NKJV).

“When you’re right with God, you are safe from the Devil.”

The altar call that followed was the largest of the week. Many hundreds. Possibly a thousand. The pictures couldn’t even capture it. There was no single frame that could hold the river of humanity coming forward. People who had been standing outside the Tent because there were no seats left came running to the front. Mario kept saying it from the platform: “Not because of my preaching, but because of the power of the Holy Spirit.”

The Big Announcement: Hezekiah’s Letter

Then he got to the sermon he’d been advertising since night one, The Big Announcement. And it wasn’t what anyone expected.

He took us to 2 Chronicles 29 and the story of Hezekiah, who became king of Judah at 25 years old. Hezekiah inherited a wreck. His father had taken the temple of God, turned it into a garbage dump, locked the doors, killed the prophets. The Levitical priesthood was corrupt. The Passover hadn’t been celebrated in 250 years. The ten northern tribes were lost. Two of them under Assyrian slavery, the rest holding centuries of bitterness against Judah.

And this 25-year-old king said: I’m going to bring them back.

Mario worked the parallel hard. America is about to turn 250 on July 4th, 2026. The same number. The forefathers who founded the country weren’t deists, they were Christians, and you couldn’t hold political office in the 13 colonies without being able to prove you were born again. The church didn’t lose her way because of liberals or the LGBTQ agenda. She lost her way when she chose church growth over revival, members over disciples, making people feel good, over making them good.

Then he turned to the youth. “Don’t you let anyone tell you that your dream is impossible.” He worked the older generation just as hard: “Don’t you let your children put you in a rest home. You don’t need assisted living. You need Spirit-filled living. God doesn’t want you sitting in a chair gumming applesauce at Leisure World. He wants you on the front line of the next revival.”

Hezekiah wrote a letter. He sent runners into enemy territory to deliver it. Two of those tribes were under Assyrian guard. The runners were going to get killed, or the king of Assyria was going to kill the slaves who tried to leave. But Hezekiah believed one letter could undo 250 years of separation.

And it did! The runners delivered the letter, the tribes were released, and they came back to Jerusalem singing the songs of Zion that hadn’t been heard in two and a half centuries. “Now many people, a very great assembly, gathered at Jerusalem to keep the Feast of Unleavened Bread” (2 Chronicles 30:13, NKJV).

And then the line that broke the tent open: “Then the whole assembly agreed to keep the feast another seven days” (2 Chronicles 30:23, NKJV).

The Tent Is Staying

Mario set it up carefully. He told the story of Pastor James Bird from Life Song Church asking him if the Tent could stay. Mario at first saw how impossible that would be, and said, “No.” He listed all the reasons it was impossible: the city, the fire permit, the logistics, the team, the worship. Every domino looked stacked against it.

Then he announced what had quietly happened that day: the city of Stockton extended the fire permit. The Tent is staying. Three more nights. Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday, May 17, 18, and 19. And, Catherine and the worship team will be coming back.

The Tent erupted. Nothing you’ll see in the broadcast captures the cheer that went up when he said the meeting was extending. It was the kind of shout that comes from people who didn’t want the visitation of the Lord to end, and now realize it doesn’t have to end.

He also announced that he and Mechelle would stay an extra few days, and that he would preach Sunday morning at Life Song’s tent service for Mother’s Day. He charged the room to make Mother’s Day the biggest soul-winning day in the region’s history. “Tell your children that you don’t want chocolate, roses, or a day spa. You want them to come to church next Sunday morning.”

The Sign Over the Tent

Yesterday Isaiah Saldivar sent Mario a picture of a ring of clouds that had formed over the tent. Mario sent it to Bill Johnson. Bill’s response: “God is giving you an open heaven over the Tent.”

Sid Roth has the picture. Lance Wallnau has the picture. Mario said it from the platform: this revival is now operating under an open heaven, and thousands are praying for us!

Healings

Mario moved into healing prayer by coming against diseases: diabetes, then heart disease, then ulcers and acid reflux, then cancer. A woman in the back was healed not just of diabetes but of joint pain in her hands — hands she had used to make things to give to other people. She had had to stop making those gifts, and it had broken her heart. Mario called it out before she said a word, and her hands were restored right in front of all the people in the Tent.

A man’s shoulders, locked up with bursitis for 15 years, opened up the moment he raised them in worship. Eyes, headaches, dizziness, numbness in the feet. They were all called out, all answered.

Fifteen people standing for diabetes were also healed of heart disease. Mario counted the hands that went up. Then he had everyone who was near those with raised hands to pray for healing.

The Bigger Frame

This was a final night that wasn’t a final night. The marketing card said, “Held Over.” Mario laughed about wanting it to read “Hell’s Over.” Either one fits.

The youth at the front of our Tent are what the church has been crying out for. The older generation that’s been faithful in prayer rooms for decades got to watch their grandkids run to Jesus. Hezekiah, the 25-year-old king bringing the lost tribes home isn’t just a Bible story. It’s the script being written under this canvas right now.

The tent didn’t come down. It’s staying. And the next generation isn’t sitting in the back anymore.

Stockton Tent Crusade Continues

So, be here for the meeting that starts at 6:30 PM on Sunday, May 17; Monday, May 18; and Tuesday, May 19!

Mario will also be preaching at Life Song Church’s Mother’s Day service, Sunday morning, May 10, under the Tent by way of saying thank you to Life Song Church!

You do not want to miss any of these visitations of the Holy Spirit!