Listening to my son sing at tonight’s Autumn coffee house was a rare treat. To have my nephew show up to share the evening was the icing on the cake. Achilles, one of Matthew’s friends, is a brilliant entertainer- a real crowd pleaser. Jenny, Fr.John’s wife, has the voice of an angel. To listen to the dualling Russian/Roumaian combo featuring Constantin and friends was toe tapping to say the least. However, I found myself feeling acute pangs of being a fish out of water…my own fault for being so shy. I suppose one has to feel safe before going out onto too many limbs. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever arrive. It is a tight little community- one where it would be difficult to sit on the fringe. All the more reason to exercise caution. I don’t know who I am anymore, but I hope I know Who I serve. The King knows no boundaries but those of the heart.