The Evening was regular. The odor of daal and freshly baked roti crammed the tiny, two-room 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 was a simple, sacred minute of peace—an image of https://thirstyforgodchurch.blogspot.com/2025/09/Help-Christians-in-Pakistan-Stand-with-the-Persecuted.html