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February 2023 Persecution Magazine

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story, I became ashamed of my lack of<br />

empathy. Mrs. Mukhtar had suffered so<br />

much. Shouldn’t I feel her pain? Shouldn’t<br />

I feel that deep sense of compassion that I<br />

experienced in similar meetings with other<br />

victims?<br />

I was able to supply financial help for her<br />

and her family, but we had to cut our<br />

meeting short due to security concerns.<br />

Before we left, I asked if I could pray for<br />

her, and she consented.<br />

As I began to pray, I felt compelled to place<br />

my hand on Mrs. Mukhtar’s shoulder. I<br />

knew that would be crossing a cultural<br />

boundary in fundamentalist Muslim<br />

Pakistan, but I felt compelled to do so. I<br />

followed the Spirit’s leading and began to<br />

pray aloud:<br />

“Father, sometimes you ask us to carry<br />

loads that are too heavy for us. My sister<br />

here has one of those loads. Could you<br />

touch her and let her know the peace that<br />

surpasses all understanding? Lord, she has<br />

a desert to walk through, and I pray she<br />

would feel your hand holding hers as she<br />

journeys through it.”<br />

As I prayed over Mrs. Mukhtar, her<br />

shoulders began to twitch. I continued to<br />

intercede for her, and her body started to<br />

shake. Soon the gentle, rocking motion<br />

turned to outright heaving and muffled<br />

cries. I kept my hand on her shoulder after<br />

I finished praying, and her tears turned to<br />

uncontrolled sobbing.<br />

In Urdu, she cried out in anguish, “How<br />

could they murder him? All he did was<br />

love people. He loved the Muslim people.<br />

I cannot forget him. How am I going to<br />

live without him? What if they kill my son,<br />

too?”<br />

My Pakistani associate seemed<br />

uncomfortable with this strong display<br />

of emotion. He patted her on the back<br />

awkwardly, telling her, “Don’t cry.<br />

Everything will be fine. Please don’t cry.”<br />

But everything would not be fine. God was<br />

still in control, and He would walk with her<br />

in her pain, but things were not fine.<br />

Her life had been irretrievably broken.<br />

I sat there with my hand on her heaving<br />

shoulder and prayed in the stillness of my<br />

heart. Then, my tears started to flow as<br />

well. The Word tells us to weep with those<br />

who weep, and I did.<br />

Mrs. Mukhtar after the loss of her<br />

husband when Jeff met her.<br />

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<strong>Persecution</strong> | FEBRUARY <strong>2023</strong>

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