In our guest book is the signature of an individual now in prison awaiting trial. I mean this in a very literal sense, unfortunately. A friend who once enjoyed a meal and fellowship in our home is now preparing for trial in the US legal system. It’s a scary thought, and has been weighing heavily on my mind ever since I found out. It’s a strange feeling to know someone who might be labelled a “criminal.” But I have a confession to make myself. It’s a deep, dark secret I try to hide. I, too, am a criminal.