"Give us, O Lord, the perception we need to look within ourselves and discover the beauty and gifts we possess - and give us the courage to show others the talents they themselves hold. Amen." Father Franke concludes the sermon, smiling to the members of the little chapel as they slowly dissipate.

It's a little building, a reclaimed barn in the middle of their camp, but its intimate feel doesn't stop Jude from being nervous before his sermons. They always run smoothly, though - he rehearses them obsessively.

Stepping down from the altar, Jude turns to greet you. "Thank you for coming." He smiles, his small, nimble hands pressed together in front of him. "I hope you enjoyed the sermon." His words are genuine and kind, always passionate.