This is the first time I have been to a church service held behind barbed wire.
Inside the chapel next to the Gracanica Monastery in Kosovo, a priest in white robes adorned with red crosses swings a silver censer, and the tinkling of bells and and the sweet, musty smell of incense fills the air.
His companion is preparing the host, behind a wooden screen painted with glorious icons.
Most of the congregation are nuns, clad head to foot in black. There are six other worshippers.
The youngest of them, a girl perhaps in her late teens, yawns and covers her mouth. The service started at seven and it is now nine and the ethereal rhythmic chanting is somewhat soporific.
Outside, a Swedish soldier stands in his sentry-post built into the side of the monastery, cradling an automatic rifle..... BBC Blog