Do you care as I sit here in my prison cell, body wracked in pain, bent double from the damage to my internal organs from the beatings I have endured? My only crime being the burning desire to share the Hope of Christ to all the world? Do you lift me up to the Father in prayer with the same sincerity that I pray for others to hear the words the Lord has put in my heart so that they might know Him, too? Do you remember to pray for my captors? Do you remember as you bless your food that I am hungry as well as so many others who have so little to eat? Do you think, as you look on your children with pride and overwhelming love, that I would give almost anything to be able to do the same with my own? That I would give almost anything, except my soul, to hold my beloved in my arms just once more. I am so very far away from most of you, but I think about you often and pray for you in my isolation. I feel the prayers of those who still remember me, but they are so few. I will remember you to the Father. Will you remember me? Some of the things I might say if I were in the shoes of Saeed Abedini, prisoner for Christ, Iran. global.christianpost/news/pastor-saeed-abedini-fainting-from-pain-in-disturbing-turn-of-events-102161/
Posted on: Tue, 20 Aug 2013 15:27:49 +0000
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