Gallery sitting this evening (doing my volunteer thing) with quite a crowd going through before the performance of Pirates of Penzance. Reminded me of Billy Hester from Savannah, GA and his story of how he and Cheri met. He told how he first saw this vivacious blonde across the room at a church meeting, and he admitted that he wanted to meet her but didn't have the courage. Weeks later as he was preparing to go to rehearsals in upper New York, the director called and asked Billy (since he had a car) if he would be willing to pick up the female lead. Billie found the address and parked the car and knocked on the door. And who should open the door---but the girl that he had seen across the church weeks before. He was speechless, but not for long for they starred in the musical, dated, and married. And now they have an amazing, art-filled, and gracious ministry at Asbury Memorial in Savannah. I told all this because of the mixture of gratification and awe I had this evening as I watched people go through the gallery and stop to admire different pieces of art work. I noticed one person who paused at my photographs. Rather humbling to have a stranger appreciate one of your photographs. It is a blessing. Wow!