temporarily stranded between worlds. When I came back into this one, after a confirmation lunch with my friend Carissa and our fellow St. James parishioner Ora, I continued to think about what I was supposed to be doing in this life and how I could be faithful to a God who had saved my life and given me purpose. Ten years ago, if you’d told me my life would be filled with people who are priests and pastors—if you’d told me that I’d even be hanging around with devout Christians—I would have laughed in your face,