My name is Jamshid, and I am from Afghanistan. I was born
and raised in a very religious family; this is what many families in my country
are doing. Because of poverty, I could not complete my studies. From an early
age, like many children in Afghanistan, I started working to help my family. Like
many young Afghans, I got married when I was 19 years old. After a short period
of time God blessed us with the birth of a son. Our life was very simple but we
When my son was two years old, my wife and son were
kidnapped by one of the tribes. I tried to search for them, but I could not
find them. After a while, I received threats from my wife’s family to kill me if
I could not find their daughter. I did not have the ability to do so, for it required
money, men and weapons. After repeated threats, I decided to leave the country
in 2000. I left my country and traveled among several neighboring countries.
After many problems and difficulties, I ended up in Syria. There I encountered
some difficulties as I did not speak Arabic. I needed a job to survive, but I
could not find one for a long time.
After a while, I got a job in a bakery, and I was sleeping
in the same place. The owner of the bakery was a Lebanese Christian. According
to my thinking, he was an infidel. I didn’t want to work for him, but I badly
needed the job.
My employer was kind to me and treated me very well, and
that was troubling to me. How could he do that? He was not a Muslim. He was an
infidel who did not know the True God. This prompted me to ask him one day,
“Why do you treat me this way even though you know what is think about you
and your religion?”
He answered me, “This is what the Lord taught me to do—love,
forgive, and pray for my enemies.”
This answer has shocked me. I was very touched by it. What a
difference between this person whom I called an infidel and those I call
believers of my own religion! This man treated me so much better! How does his
God teach him love, forgiveness and prayer for enemies while we call for
One day my employer invited me to accompany him to church.
This was the first time I had been invited to go to a church. I hesitated at
first, but I said I would try. This was the first time in my life I had entered
a church. I was a little afraid, but the people were amazing. They greeted me
with smiles and joy. I have never forgotten these moments in my life.
I loved the church, but at the same time I was afraid. I
wanted to know more. Why were they different? What was the secret of their joy,
happiness and peace? What made the difference between them and me?
I was registered as a refugee, and I used to visit the UN Office
in Damascus. One day, I saw an advertisement for a Bible study for refugee
families, so I decided to register my name, but I was afraid someone might discover
what I was doing. I was nervous and confused and unable to sleep. I knew I had to
make a decision.
God does not leave us in dilemmas. After two days of internal
conflict, I was sleeping one night when I heard a voice saying, “Do not be
afraid.” The voice made me feel comfortable and peaceful. I woke up, and
no one was in the room. The next night I heard the same voice: “Do not be
afraid.” I woke up the next morning feeling an indescribable joy. My fears
finally faded away. How wonderful is that voice that dispels fear and confusion!
I knew that this was a voice from God helping me not to fear and encouraging me
to participate in Bible studies.
One day during my visit to the UN office, I saw a group of
people gathered around the ads place. One of the ads was for an Arabic class. Three
people were required to start these lessons, but I thought it was impossible to
have other people interested in learning Arabic. However, God’s ways are
different from our ways. A week later, I received a call from the UN office
that there were other people interested, so the Arabic class registration was
open, and the study would be every Thursday.
I did not enter school because of our living conditions, but
God’s ways are wondrous. God brought a person who helped me to meditate on the
Word of the Lord and hear His Word. I was overwhelmed by happiness, and I was
taught by the same person to read and write in my language. This was a miracle
I grow in the knowledge of the Person of the Lord Jesus and
His infinite love day by day, and I accept Him as Savior and Lord of my life.
Life with the Lord Jesus is full of happiness, and I feel Him with me in all
circumstances, even the most difficult. My prayer is that you will accept Jesus
as your personal Savior.