The Night was common. The smell of daal and freshly baked roti crammed the little, two-home household the place Anwar Masih lived with his wife and two small children. Laughter echoed as his youngest daughter, Sara, recounted a story from faculty. It was a straightforward, sacred moment of peace—a picture https://thirstyforgodchurch.blogspot.com/2025/09/Help-Christians-in-Pakistan-Stand-with-the-Persecuted.html