“We were supposed to meet that morning. Shahla was often late, so I sat waiting in the cafe.
But when I saw her driving by in a frenzy, passing cars recklessly, I picked up my phone and called her.
“Shahla, what’s going on? Are you alright? I just saw you driving away.” I felt frustrated that she had stood me up
“I just need to take care of some things,” she replied impatiently. “I’ll talk to you later.”
I’d been meeting with Shahla for some time. She was growing in her trust in Christ as we studied the Bible and prayed together. She’d become a believer and been baptized after having a series of dreams about Jesus. But her husband was still a Muslim, and Shahla lived in fear that he would find out about her faith. She could lose her marriage, her children, and her home.” Read More