In immigration court in Atlanta, where every year thousands of undocumented aliens learn whether they will be deported, there is no bailiff to announce the arrival of a judge. And so for the last 15 minutes on this Wednesday in January, all eyes have been focused on the door that leads to the judge's chambers. The only sound in this windowless room with the drop ceiling and dingy blue walls is the ventilation whirring quietly above.

From his chair, Fogle clicks his blue pen and starts to ask her what first brought her to church. Afsaneh explains that she went to church periodically with Angela, her sister-in-law. One day, she discovered that her daughter, Taraneh, had been baptized and hadn't told her parents. Afsaneh says she became even more interested. At church, she found the congregants honest. "They were very loving people," she explains. Full Article..