Greetings from Kabul Afghanistan it is your friend Aatifa. I am doing well, I pray everyone else is too, but praying that some day soon I will get to live my dream and go to America. In America I might be given a new prosthetic leg, one that I can walk properly with, but that is not why I want to go, mostly I want to go, so I don't have to be afraid to worship Jesus.
I know that things will be different in America, some things will be different, but my faith will never change. My heart is in America now, even though my body is in Kabul. I want to go somewhere, where I don't have to fear for my life, simply because I worship Jesus.
I am grateful for the American Soldiers who have came and helped us, even after the war officially ended, some remain helping us, and I do not know what we would do without their help. The Jihadists try to convince us they are the bad guys, that they are evil, but I know they are not. It is not their bomb that blew off my leg, but those of the Jihadists. I want something more out of life than this.
Don't get me wrong, I am not saying all Muslims have hatred in their heart. I still have friends who are Muslims, but I don't dare risk telling them that I am not a Muslim anymore, that has to remain a secret, so I wear my Burqa and I read my Bible in private, as does everyone else in our family.
I must go now, the hour grows late. May God bless you, and keep you all.