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Like a child, Fatimah grew more inquisitive with each passing day. Her whole life’s convictions were wavering. The Qur’an had also presented Jesus to be a prophet the Christians chose to worship. But for her to move forward, she had to satisfy her curiosity and get answers.

Two days later, Memunah discreetly brought her a Bible upon her request, with a puzzled look on her face that had a thousand questions. Fatimah knew her maid servants gossiped about her, but the fact that they were all too afraid to confront her worked in her favor.
As she attempted to open the Bible, she suddenly felt so guilty. Am I doing something wrong? Especially since she felt so glad she didn’t have to perform any ritual before she accessed the Bible. Immediately, she rebuked herself at the thought.

“But now, God’s Message, the God who made you in the first place, Jacob,

the One who got you started, Israel: “Don’t be afraid, I’ve re­deemed you.

I’ve called your name. You’re mine. When you’re in over your head, I’ll be there with you

” (Isaiah 43:1-3a)

“I’ve loved you the way my Fa­ther has loved me. Make your­selves at home in my love. If you keep my commands, you’ll remain inti­mately at home in my love. That’s what I’ve done—kept my Fa­ther’s commands and made my­self at home in his love”. (John 15:9-10)

Unbelievable! This is blasphemy! She closed the Bible and decided not to read it anymore.
Her leg wasn’t getting any better. The swelling remained and the pain aggravated. It occurred to her that she was sick both in body and mind. Could my life get any worse? She sunk into depression and decided not to see anyone.
As she laid on her bed, she heard a voice call her name. Fatimah, do you believe I can heal you?
Shaken, it took all of her strength to respond. Who are you?
I am Jesus, whom you seek. Rise up and walk.
She hadn’t walked in days and she was advised not to. What’s all these strange things happening to her?
Rise up and walk, Fatimah.
This time, she obliged. Her feet felt heavy but she took a step. Then, another. When she realized she was walking without any pain, she screamed!
Memunah rushed into her room. When she saw her boss on her feet, she was awestruck. Jesus healed me! He was here! He is alive!
She knew she must seem crazy so she said to Memunah; I’m not crazy. I have been healed Jesus.
But how? Memunah asked. I don’t know, but I will find out. She dismissed Memunah and began to search the Bible again.
She discovered God created man, and he sinned. Jesus came to die for our sins as some sort of exchange. Then it all started to get really confusing and difficult to comprehend, but she was relentless. She waited till dawn to find the nearest church.

She found one at the outskirts of town. As she approached the building, an elderly man stopped her. Ma’am, we are closed for the day, he said.
Ok, please can I see the head of the church? She noticed his hesitation, then she added; otherwise, I’d be here till daybreak.
My name is Dave. I’m the resident pastor of this church.

How may I help you? Pst. Dave asked.
She related all of her encounters to him and showed him, her Bible. He listened patiently, answered all of her questions and led her to Christ. Then he asked, Are you ready for the consequences of your new faith?
All her life, she had lived for the sake of people. This was what she had ever dreamed about; the liberty to think and make her own decisions. She replied in the affirmative and felt unusual peace.
But it didn’t last so long. As she reached home, she saw the last person she needed to at the moment: Suleiman, her ex husband.