This is what I got to be a part of last night:




We opened up a very big, old High Anglican Church on one of the busiest streets in Camden from 10pm-5am. We had beer bottles and an egg thrown at the bulding, but that wasn't anywhere big enough to stop more than 115 people from walking in and talking with us about life and God (take that, Satan!). Some were drunk, some were tipsy, some were high, many were clear-headed, and all of them saw church portrayed a little differently than what they think it's about.