Her Father celebrated when the last church was destroyed in Afghanistan, in March of 2010. Her entire family celebrated that day. Something Feresheteh could not understand. After all this land belonged to the Christians long before the Muslims, but of course she could not say anything, it could mean death if she did. She had not even come to Christ when the last church was destroyed, it came a few months later, but she always questioned her Father and brothers extremist ways. Perhaps that is why she was the one her Father would beat the most, beat until she could not stand it anymore. It did not matter though because she was a woman, simply his property in this society.
Feresheteh longed for the freedom of America, where she would be free to worship Jesus but she knew even if she fled her freedom was not guarantee, her Father could hunt her down, and kill her no matter where she went, but if it came down to denying Christ she could not do it.
She feared her Father finding her Bible and every time she snuck away to read it in her secret place, she feared being caught. He would kill her supplier and make her watch, and then he would kill her. She had seen her Father murder before and she knew that the death would not be quick, or painless, her father would make an example of her.
God why have you forsaken our land, why can we not believe in peace? This land once belonged to the believers Lord, now if you are a Christian you are risking your very life. I cannot understand why we have neglected everything Lord.
New International Version (NIV)
15 It is true that some preach Christ out of envy and rivalry, but others out of goodwill. 16 The latter do so out of love, knowing that I am put here for the defense of the gospel. 17 The former preach Christ out of selfish ambition, not sincerely, supposing that they can stir up trouble for me while I am in chains. 18 But what does it matter? The important thing is that in every way, whether from false motives or true , Christ is preached. And because of this I rejoice.
Yes, and I will continue to rejoice, 19 for I know that through your prayers and God’s provision of the Spirit of Jesus Christ what has happened to me will turn out for my deliverance.[a] 20 I eagerly expect and hope that I will in no way be ashamed, but will have sufficient courage so that now as always Christ will be exalted in my body, whether by life or by death. 21 For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.
Feresheteh found a peace in her Bible that she had not known before she came to Christ. She knew when she gave her heart to Christ it was very likely a death sentence, but it is worth it. She found peace in her faith, unlike she had never known when she worshipped Allah. She could never understand the ways of extremist believers like her Father.
When Feresheteh was thirteen, 9.11 happened, thousands of Americans, and people from all around the world were killed, and her Father and so many others danced in the streets, celebrating the death of so many. Instead of grieving they celebrated, even little children joined in. It made no sense to celebrate in that way. If Allah was a just God why did he condone things like this, that is why she could no longer believe. Her father had drove her away from everything Muslim. She knew not everyone was like her Father, not all Muslims were heartless murderers, but she could not believe in those things any more.
A noise, the sound of footsteps, entering her secret place. Her Bible, she had to hide it before they entered. If she managed to do that maybe she would be spared.
To Be Continued...