The Night was regular. The smell of daal and freshly baked roti filled the little, two-home household the place Anwar Masih lived with his wife and two kids. Laughter echoed as his youngest daughter, Sara, recounted a story from faculty. It had been a simple, sacred second of peace—an image https://thirstyforgodchurch.blogspot.com/2025/09/Help-Christians-in-Pakistan-Stand-with-the-Persecuted.html