“The metal bands are amazing, and the drugs are pretty cheap, too.”
I was a newly hired 19-year-old mall employee, and one of my co-workers was explaining why he made the two-hour drive to the now-defunct Cornerstone Music Festival each summer.
My new, heavily tattooed and pierced acquaintance had no idea that I also made the summer pilgrimage to the CCM mega-fest, or that I was a follower of Jesus. What some very well-intentioned folks had thought up as an outreach movement, my new stoner friend just saw as an excuse to get high and listen to music in an open field.
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