come with me to the continent of Africa
where one of our faithful radio
producers has sacrificed so much to
reach his fellow countrymen for Jesus hi
I'm kami and this is a WR 360
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it was late one afternoon as I closed
the door to my office at the awr station
I would be gone for several days
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as a sideboard at the bus nothing seemed
unusual it was like any other day only
today he was traveling farther this time
returning home for a short visit despite
religious persecution in his country of
birth Assad long first people to know
Jesus and this bird him on all of a
sudden Assad's thoughts were interrupted
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I cringed as they reach for me too and
then to my horror yelled this is the man
we are looking for they said they knew
of my work with the radio and wanted my
contest unsatisfied with the answers I
gave they threw me into a large indie
container
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shut out from fresh air and sunshine he
sat in darkness his socks shoes and
jacket were taken and Assad suffered
from the extreme conditions as the Sun
beat down in the day the metal container
intensified the heat well at night a
sharp chill
without food or water
Assad soon felt very sick as I sat in
the dark isolation of the container my
mind went back to my childhood scenes of
my village being raided by night flashed
before me
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does men have more masks too somehow I
escaped though and I ran with all my
might alone in the darkness I've
wandered for the first time what would
you call me
Assad's mind lingers on the memories
there was the orphanage who has taken
two and the boys that introduced him to
a fantasy world radio they huddled
together listening knowing that if
caught punishment would ensue
Christianity was not allowed here but
this only made them long all the more
for the truth then there was that day
when the orphanage director had called
him into her office Assad was old enough
now and he must leave the orphanage
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his heart ain't as he walked away never
to return again he wondered what will
become of me
now he sat alone in a metal shipping
container pondering this same question
he had as a lonely child and dejected
orphan Assad closed his eyes and thought
about his work with Adventist world
radio since escaping his home country
Assad had been producing a Vaness radio
programs in his native tongue for his
people back home
Christianity was forbidden in his
country but the radio could carry the
message that missionaries could not
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I wondered what would become of my radio
program now who would carry on the work
if I didn't return the days and weeks
past Assad was released from the
container but the inhumane conditions
remained starved beaten and even
electrocuted he had endured more than
any human should under shot de la mana
one day without notice my hands were
unbound and I was told I could return
home I could hardly believe it I was
free I was praising the Lord as I
boarded a bus again this time headed
home to my family and my work at the
radio station
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despite the heroin experience Assad has
been through he faithfully continues his
work with awr producing messages of hope
and truth for his home country Assad
trusts the Lord to keep him safe and
knows that as long as God wants him to
be producing these programs nothing can
stop him
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there are many others like Assad who
have suffered great persecution to share
their faith and yet there are many more
who still need to hear about Jesus
please pray for these precious Souls and
consider helping to further the work of
Adventist World Radio around the world
by donating today together from
broadcast to baptism this is a WR 360
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