Injured Convert in Pakistan Tries to Rebuild Life

Christian, pregnant wife endure threats while he seeks treatment for injuries from beating.

By Murad Khan

Compass Direct News, May 15, 2012: www.compassdirect.org

PAKISTAN, May 15 (Compass Direct News) – Muhammad Kamran isn’t sure who sent the men to beat him after his Muslim wife told both her family and his that he had become a Christian.

The 34-year-old native of Karachi said his wife’s brothers had begun coming to his office to threaten him before unidentified assailants attacked him as he was returning home two years ago.

“I don’t know who sent those men,” Kamran said. “It could have been my family or hers. They beat me up mercilessly, the effects of which I’m suffering even today. My pelvic area and groin were badly injured by their kicks and punches, and still today I’m suffering from pain.”

Two years later, he still has a pelvis injury from the beating that requires treatment. But even help from a local politician has not been able to procure medical treatment funding for a convert from Islam in Pakistan’s current religious climate.

“The biggest hurdle I’m facing is his name,” said the politician, who spoke on condition of anonymity. “Being a minorities leader, I can only recommend government funds for people belonging to minority communities, but seeking money for a man with Muhammad in his name and ‘Christian’ in the religion column of an official form is a recipe for disaster, and frankly the situation in Pakistan is not such where anyone will be willing to take such a big risk.”

Raised in an ultra-conservative Muslim family, Kamran was baptized in September 2009 and began his life as a covert Christian, though he continued to openly question Islam.

“In 2010, my family started trying to force me to marry, hoping that marriage would keep me from questioning ‘the faith of my forefathers,’” he said. “I gave in to their constant prodding and was married to a girl from a Sunni Syed family.”

At first he had hoped that he would be able to bring his wife to Christianity, he said.

“After some days of our wedding, I shared my faith with her and was delighted when she told me that she would stand by me,” he said. “But my hope was dashed the very next day, when she told both of our families that I had turned away from Islam and had become a ‘murtad’ [apostate deserving death].”

Kamran said his wife’s revelation angered both families.

“Every other day, I was threatened either by my family or hers that if I ever renounce Islam I would be killed, and that I should mend my ways,” he said.

Quarrels with his wife over religion became commonplace, he added.

“After a couple of months of continuous fights, I asked my wife to leave me if she could not live with someone who was having a conflict with faith,” he said. “She refused, and instead told both families that I wanted a divorce.”

Kamran said the dilemma quickly reached a crisis point.

“No one was willing to let me live the life I wanted – they say Islam is not a religion of compulsion, but no one has been able to tell me why Muslims who don’t find satisfaction in the religion become liable to be killed.”

After the torturous beating, Kamran said, he decided he would no longer remain in Karachi. He told the pastor who baptized him, whose name is withheld for security reasons, that his predicament had become unbearable. The pastor arranged a visitor’s visa to Dubai for him. Upon reaching Dubai, he contacted his family and told them that he would not be returning to Pakistan.

“In the next few days, my wife’s family sent me divorce papers, to which I readily agreed, and hence my marriage ended after nearly four months,” Kamran said.

After the expiration of his one-month visa, however, Kamran returned to Karachi.

“The kind pastor sent me to another pastor in Faisalabad, in Punjab Province,” he said. “He said that it would be safer for me to stay out of Karachi for some time because news of my conversion might put the community at risk.”

Kamran returned to Karachi in 2011.

“After some months, the pastor married me to a Christian woman,” he said. “For a few months everything went fine, and we were living a very peaceful life, but one day a cousin of mine saw us in a market and followed us to our home. He then informed my family that I was in Karachi and had a Christian wife. My father came to my house and demanded that I leave my wife and return home, but I refused. He made a lot of hue and cry and cursed me for ‘bringing disgrace to the family.’”

As soon as Kamran’s father left, the couple gathered their belongings and moved, Kamran said.

His family members found out where his wife worked, however, and have been threatening them ever since, he said. Kamran and his wife Asha, now eight months pregnant, have changed residences four times to avoid his family.

His wife told Compass they are living in constant fear.

“Every other day, we receive threatening phone calls,” she said. “They just won’t leave us alone. A few days ago Kamran’s family came to know that I was expecting our first child. They are now asking him to abandon us and renounce Christianity, threatening that they will kill me and our child.”

Identity Issue

Unable to work because of his injured pelvis, Kamran said the couple is unable to make ends meet on his wife’s pay as a teacher.

“She cannot change her workplace because it’s very difficult to find a decent job, but she is trying nevertheless,” he said. “The other big problem I am facing is my medical treatment. We don’t have the finances to get my operation done from a good hospital which will enable me to start sharing the financial burden with my wife.”

Another major issue Kamran and other converts from Islam face in Pakistan is a new computerized national identity card.

“I want to change my name and amend the religion column in my record, but the National Database and Registration Authority has set the system in such a way that no Muslim can amend the religion column,” he said. “I want to be identified as a Christian, but there’s nothing I can do about it but lament the fact that I was born a Muslim!”

Path to Faith

Born into family belonging to the Ahle Sunnat Barelvi sect of Islam, Kamran said he began to see his religion as “based on worshipping of graves and seeking forgiveness for our sins from the dead.”

“My family is very religious and strongly believes in shrines and saints as a means to seek Allah’s mercy and blessings,” he said. “Even though I was brought up in such an environment, I could not help questioning the fundamentals of Islam, where people have to approach God through dead people.”

The youngest among four siblings – he has two sisters and a brother – Kamran’s urge to calm the spiritual battle within him led him to some Christian acquaintances “who were seemingly very much satisfied with their faith.”

He asked Christian colleagues and friends at a bank where he worked about the Christian way of life.

“They told me how they worshiped God, sang hymns in His praise and, most importantly, how Christianity was based around the principle of love for one another,” he said. “Although I knew about Jesus Christ as a revered prophet in Islam, their depiction of Him developed a thirst in me to know Him better.”

Kamran asked a Christian friend to take him to church, and he took him to a Tuesday service, where not many people were present.

“The satisfaction and peace that I felt in my heart listening to the hymns and the Scripture and just being in that environment was overwhelming,” he said. “My spiritual experience was so good that I started attending the Tuesday service at the church regularly. I would take off early from the bank, and would go to church before heading home. One day a relative saw me entering the church, and that is when my period of tribulation began.”

When he returned home that day, his father and older brother confronted him, he said.

“I did not deny it and instead asked them why they wanted me to worship graves,” Kamran said. “Instead of answering me, both of them pounced on me and started beating me up. ‘The devil’s gotten into him,’ my father said as he kicked and slapped me … I was warned not to go near a church again and was told that they would kill my Christian associates if I was seen in their company in future.”

Kamran still longed to know more about Christ, however, and after some time he resumed his trips to the church, managing to evade his family’s surveillance.

“I exercised extreme caution, which led my family to believe that their beating had ‘poured some sense into me,’” he said.

Kamran’s pastor said he has shown exceptional resolve in his faith in Christ despite the hardships.

“I have been in regular contact with Kamran from the day he professed his interest in Christianity,” he said. “I find it very encouraging to see how he has suffered at the hands of his family, yet he has not once regretted his decision of accepting Jesus Christ as his Lord and Savior.”

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FIRST PERSON: Walking behind my husband mirrors my relationship with Jesus

A wife and mother in Pakistan

By Marie Halstead*

PAKISTAN – One thing about this culture that many of you probably know is the custom of the woman walking behind the man, sometimes at a certain distance. Well, any of you who know me probably know that this is not something I am very excited to do. I want to be close to my husband Will* and I want to talk to him. Sometimes I even want to hold his hand (GASP!). That is not something I can do here (but just wait until we go on vacation to a country where I can do that… people better watch out because there will be some major hand holding going on!). However, one of our language teachers recently described the reason behind this custom. In the opinion of our teacher, this is about protection for the woman. If Will and I are walking down the street, the other men on the street will have to look at Will before they look at me, and seeing my husband before me means that he is protecting me and that they should cast their glances to other parts of the street because I am spoken for; not only spoken for, but I am willingly walking behind him and not distracted by the attention and stares from those we pass by.

As I was reading in my Bible one morning and getting ready for my day, I thought about this concept and how beautifully it applies to our lives with the Father. When we speak to others, we don’t say we are “Christians.” In this culture, being a “Christian” is mostly a class that you are born into. There are some of those folks, born into the class, who are believers but there are some who are not. In order to clear up what I believe, when someone asks, the phrase we use in Urdu literally means “I walk behind Jesus Christ.” I love this imagery, even if my “walk” isn’t always stellar.

As I started thinking about what that “walk” has looked like recently, it was not such a nice picture. This has not been an easy or even good month or two. There have been times of true inspiration and vision, but there have also been dark times when all I wanted to do, and did do, was lie in bed and cry. We are starting to hit the difficult time of culture shock, homesickness, heat and whatever else can be thrown at us. I’ve recognized rebellion in my heart and it hasn’t been pretty to see.

Because of that rebellion, this is what it has looked like as I’ve walked behind Him. Occasionally, I’ve skipped along behind, trying my best to keep in step. Sometimes I’ve walked along about 10 feet behind, kicking the dirt and going slower and slower. Other times, I’ve just sat down on the ground out of pure exhaustion! There’s even been a time or two when I laid down and kicked my feet like a two‐year‐old pitching a fit because I didn’t want to go one step further. In fact, I wanted to turn around and go back home!

But this is what I’ve learned. Our Father loves us. He wants what is best for us, and the path that He walks us down is the best path. It seems like His responses to my ability or desire to follow have been varied. Sometimes, He just stops and waits for me to pull myself together. Other times, He keeps going and gets a good bit ahead of me, until I finally decide I better catch up before I lose sight of Him all together. Occasionally, he sends a friend to talk to me and remind me of who I belong to and what I am doing. Then there are the times when He turns around and walks right to where I am, sits down, and holds me as I cry out to Him. I tell Him that this is hard and I don’t think I can do what He’s telling me to do, and He tells me, “You’re right, you can’t do it – without ME.”

I have to remind myself daily that I need His help to learn the language, raise my kids, love my husband, stay connected to my family at home, meet people, develop relationships, go to the bazaar, and even get out of bed, if I’m going to do these things obediently.

Maybe instead of saying “I walk behind Jesus Christ,” I should say, “I walk closely behind Jesus Christ” – and then do it!

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*Name changed

FIRST PERSON: With a broken heart

By Stefani Varner*

INDIA — Not too long ago, I went to meet people in a nearby village, an older community on the outskirts of a bigger city. It seemed like such a happy place; children playing in the streets, men working in small shops, and life happening all around.

But as you enter people’s lives, reality sets in. Stories of unemployment, marriage issues, poverty, broken relationships, illness and much more begin to surface.

We met several wonderful women who told us they would help us with our Hindi and teach us how to make our “chapatis,” a wheat tortilla that’s a staple in the local food. They invited us into their homes, made chai for us and asked to hear some of our stories.

After sharing stories in the local language for a few hours, it was time to go. As we were about to say our good-byes, our friend Pia* told us about a woman who wanted to meet us.

We followed Pia through the tiny allies as she searched for this lady’s house.

Once we found it, we walked inside, sat down and began greeting everyone in the family. The mom lives with the youngest son and is visited everyday by her daughter and eight-month-old grandchild.

After a few minutes of talking, we asked in their local language if there was anything we could pray for.

We listened for a while as they told us about the marriage problems happening in the home, the relationship issues between the father and son, the health issues of the son, and much more.

We committed to pray for them, but before we did we asked if we could tell them about the One who hears our prayers and has the power to heal. At this point, the woman spoke up and said, “I knew when you walked in there was something different about you. I’ve been wondering about this for a very long time. I think God sent you here to tell me something.”

For the next hour we sat and shared the Gospel with them. We told them about His power and His sacrifice, we told them about His character and His love, we answered their questions and cleared up some misinformation they had received from some false teachings from another group in the area. We discussed the cost of following Christ and talked about the difficulty they face in turning away from their polytheistic traditions.

We showed them briefly how Jesus Christ has the characteristics and the power to fulfill all of those promises and meet all of those needs that those false idols claim to fulfill but never do.

We led them to understand how they could have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. It was an amazing time and we loved every minute of it. We are studying the Word with this family, teaching about the power and authority of Jesus Christ, and helping them to fully understand how the whole Word is about Jesus Christ from beginning to end.

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*Name changed.

Stefani Varner is an IMB representative in South Asia.

Hand-cranked trikes bring hope in Nepal

Baptist Press, February 14, 2012: http://www.bpnews.net/bpnews.asp?id=37177

By Raye Hudson

DHARAN, Nepal (BP) — Uraj experiments awkwardly with the hand-propelled tricycle.

“His grip is good. He’ll be sore tomorrow, but he’ll get the hang of this,” says Bruce Burk, a Christian worker in Nepal who designed the trike after seeing how difficult it was for Uraj and other disabled individuals to travel in their villages.

Tricycles offer independence and hope to Uraj and other disabled individuals in Nepal.

Uraj survived polio but was left with withered legs and a limited future. Though the tricycle will take some getting used to, it will offer him an independence he’s never known. Instead of crawling along the ground or moving awkwardly with the aid of others, he’ll ride securely upright even along the rough roads of his village.

Burk and his wife Sherri want to help the disabled find dignity and independence. With a grant from Baptist Global Response, the Burks opened a welding shop called Hope Haven in Dharan, Nepal, to build tricycles especially designed for the disabled who do not have use of their legs.

Even those who are not disabled find it difficult to travel rural Nepali roads while dodging water buffalo. In congested cities, meanwhile, it can be nearly impossible for the 300,000-plus physically disabled in Nepal to navigate streets where buses, trucks, motorcycles and rickshaws jostle for space.

The hand-powered tricycles are sturdy enough to withstand the rough roads plus big enough to protect their rider and carry packages. Burk’s design makes it possible for the physically disabled to get to school, work, church and the market on their own — opening new roads of hope and opportunity. They are lighter than similar models and blend in with the rickshaws that crowd the roads.

Each tricycle costs around 15,000 Nepali rupees (around $200 US) to build, but Hope Haven sold them for only 1,500 (about $20) — a payment that nurtures a sense of ownership for disabled people and their families.

“If they pay for it, they respect it,” Burk says. “But … to come up with 15,000 would take years, if they ever could.” The 1,500-rupee price, made possible by Southern Baptists, still can entail four to six weeks of extra effort to make a purchase.

NO LONGER WAITING

Gangaram is a skilled worker with small electronics, but he had to wait for customers to bring him an item to repair. His lack of mobility made it difficult for him to make enough money to support himself and his family. “Now I can go where the work is on my own,” he said upon receiving a tricycle. “Everyone in my family will be helped.”

A father told how his tricycle is allowing him to take his children to school and helping him to be more involved in their lives.

A young boy was getting too big for his mother to carry. She was afraid he would become confined to his home, like many other disabled. With his tricycle he has the freedom to move around outside, leaving behind a life trapped within the walls of his house.

A young man called the Burks to say, “I just took my school tests and passed! I never could have done this without the tricycle.”

An employee at Hope Haven in Nepal makes adjustments to a tricycle, each of which is customized for the disabled person receiving the trike.

Tricycle recipients aren’t the only ones to benefit from Hope Haven. Burk hires only people who are disabled themselves or are advocates for the disabled. “It’s not about me training up workers for my production; it’s about building up people,” Burk says.

“We have had three deaf workers, two polio survivors and two who were advocates for disabled ministries. None of them had any fabrication or welding skills when they started. The confidence gained from the training has allowed some to choose other types of work,” he says. One of his deaf workers saved his money and opened his own shop after Burk taught him to weld.

Another worker, Dundaa, “quickly learned the fabrication and welding skills. Yet he watched as I would custom fit the units to the individual,” Burk recounts. “One day, he asked if he could do the custom fit. He did an excellent job of evaluating the individual and then made the correct adjustments. Because of his ability, I was able to turn the entire production over to the workers.”

In Nepal, hope now comes to some on three wheels and Southern Baptists have helped bring it.
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Raye Hudson is an international correspondent for Baptist Global Response, on the Web at www.gobgr.org. Used by permission. www.bpnews.net. To see other active projects like this, visit www.gobgr.org.

Week of May 6, 2012

May 6 : New Students. Pray for new students being selected for the chaplaincy training program at the hospital. Ask that those whom God has called will apply and be able to spend the year being trained in hospital ministry. Intercede for them as they share the work of the Pastoral Care Department.

May 7 : Board Meets. Give thanks to God for the semiannual meeting of the Governing Board of the hospital. There was excitement in reviewing all that has happened in recent months at the hospital and good discussions occurred. Pray for hospital leaders as they implement financial decisions and move forward with plans for the rest of the year. Pray that income and patient load will remain steady to keep the financial picture positive.

May 8 : In the Slums. “There has been an ongoing effort to present the Gospel in a specific slum for more than a year. There has been a major problem with consistency and with responsiveness. One of the big needs has been for a place to teach on a weekly, or even bi-weekly, basis. Praise God, a woman has offered her house to be available for us to use twice a week! The second big need was for a national partner to go with us and to provide clarification when our language skills are not adequate. God has again provided, this time by bringing a national partner with a heart for the ministry who can come in the mornings – the best time for the people who live in this slum. We ask for prayer for the interest in Jesus and the stirring in the hearts of the people in this slum to continue. We would like to establish a regular prayer, worship and chronological Bible storying group here. Ask God to give us direction in this and show us the best way for this to work. Pray especially for God to raise up faithful believers in this slum to be trained and discipled and to partner with us in doing ministry and sharing with others in the slum.”

May 9 : Unleashing His Glory. It has been said for years that this is a difficult place. Pray that the time has come for the Father to reveal His glory in Karachi city in a way that the whole world thought was impossible. Please claim John 4:35-38 on behalf of new harvest workers and those who have toiled long and hard: “You have a saying, ‘Four more months and then the harvest.’ But I tell you, take a good look at the fields, the crops are now ripe and ready to be harvested! The one who reaps the harvest is being paid and gathers the crops for eternal life; so the one who plants and the one who reaps will be glad together. For the saying is true, ‘Someone plants, someone else reaps.’ I have sent you to reap a harvest in a field where you did not work; others worked there, and you profit from their work.”

May 10 : Health Ministries. Please pray for workers as they seek to develop health materials that can be used to enter into areas of Kolkata. Ask God to open up places where they can go to provide this needed health information and, even more so, where they can bring the name of Jesus to people’s homes (see Ephesians 6:19).

May 11 : New Workers. Praise the Lord that He has “sent out more laborers into the harvest” this month! Several new families are joining the work in South India. Things operate quite differently here, so pray that God will make “all grace abound to (these families) so that having all sufficiency in all things at all times” they will transition well to life in South Asia. Ask Him to prepare the way as they seek out places to live and people to teach them the language. Pray that they will trust in the Lord in all things, and that they will boldly proclaim the Gospel as they ought.

May 12 : Fearless Laborers. Pray that more believers will step out in fear of the Lord and not fear of man and share their faith boldly in Mumbai.

FIRST PERSON: Death is swallowed up

By Bea Anther*

INDIA — It was the first day I had been able to tolerate activity in the heat, so I went out in the slums beside our flat. Everyday is so different. You never know what part of someone’s life you are going to intersect with.

I won’t ever forget what happened that day.

I heard some women standing outside a house saying, “Pratnaa. Pratnaa. Pratnaa.” I recognized those Hindi words.

Inside the house was Sneha,* a woman who was dying of cancer. They needed prayer.

Her eldest son was a burly man, probably in his late thirties. He was holding his mom, trying to comfort her. About 25 people entered the small, one-room house. Hindu women covered their heads, knowing it was time to pray.

Sneha’s sister, Latha,* spoke up and said, “You all worship your gods, but Sneha and I worship Jesus only.”

I sensed in my spirit that this woman was going to die, so I asked God for the right words.

“I will pray for her to be healed if it is God’s will,” I said. “But if not, I pray that she will pass with minimal pain.”

I don’t fear for Sneha because she follows Jesus only and will enjoy eternity with him. So, I prayed.

I started thinking, as a Christ-follower, what would give me comfort if I were dying?

A praise song.

So I asked Latha if she knew any song she would like to sing. She said, “Hallelujah.” Then, she started to clap and sing: “Hallelujah… Hallelujah…Hallelujah.”

She was singing the chorus; her voice shaken by the crying. No one else knew the words, but continued clapping along with her.

She got to one part of the chorus and just started weeping.

I didn’t understand most of the words, but I was weeping too, knowing that my sister was about to lose her only eternal sister in the whole family. There was hardly a dry eye in the room.

After a period of weeping, someone started clapping the beat, and she finished singing the song. It was moving. It was sad. It was hopeful. It was deep. It was a holy moment.

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*Name changed.

Bea Anther is an IMB representative in South Asia.