We were fortunate that our pastors went head to head against the mandates. We met their initial criteria - meeting outside (in our winter coats), social distancing, masks if you wanted to. Some kept six feet away (which we've now learned was an arbitrary number and really did nothing to protect anyone), but a lot of us didn't. It wasn't long before we just started hugging and talking in small groups.
In a month our outside services were full.
The police drove by because doubtless, the neighbors called. They never stopped in. But this was because our pastors went to the police department to inform them what we were going to do. We (the congregation) knew that if the police showed up we needed to immediately social distance ourselves from each other and mask up. But they never did.
Before long (June I think) we moved back inside our building. We had protocols. You could mask if you wanted, hand sanitizer and masks were made available. People were strongly urged to stay home if they were sick.
Staying home when we are sick was probably one of the best things that came out of the pandemic. The work ethic in my community was always one of showing up to work no matter how sick one was. Now when someone is sick, they get an immediate "stay home and rest" and "don't come back in until you are well" instead of the former complaint about how shorthanded they will be, or my favorite: "are you so sick you can't come in and work for a few hours."