The Evening was everyday. The scent of daal and freshly baked roti filled the compact, two-area home where Anwar Masih lived with his spouse and two kids. Laughter echoed as his youngest daughter, Sara, recounted a story from faculty. It was an easy, sacred minute of peace—an image of the https://thirstyforgodchurch.blogspot.com/2025/09/Help-Christians-in-Pakistan-Stand-with-the-Persecuted.html