2015 by Brother Nathan
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Although this is a work of nonfiction, some details and names have been changed to protect the privacy of those who have shared their stories with the author.
I would like to dedicate this book to my family. As you read my story, you will understand why.
To my father: in six short years Baba taught me how to live, then he taught me how to die. For me, to live is Christ and to die is gain (Phil. 1:21).
To my mother: for more than eighty years Mama has shown us how to trust God... for everything. My God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus (Phil. 4:19).
To my wife, Susan: for the past twenty-five years we have walked hand in hand along the path where God has led us. A wife of noble character... is worth far more than rubies.... She speaks with wisdom, and... her husband... praises her (Prov. 31:10, 26, 28).
To my three children, Maggie, Martin, and Michael: you have filled our home with joy and laughter while modeling the love of Jesus. Your children will be like olive shoots around your table. Yes, this will be the blessing for the man who fears the L ORD (Ps. 128:34).
To my brothers and sisters: there is Magdy, who started the ministry... and then Onsey, who never knew his Baba... and finally Hoda, Phoebe, and Sawsan. From Asyut to Karya Maghola to Cairo, we made the journey together. Brothers [and sisters] are born for a time of adversity (Prov. 17:17).
There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear.
1 John 4:18 KJV
Contents
Cover
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Epigraph
Introduction
Authors Note
1. Black Friday
2. Wedding Bells
3. A Son! A Son!
4. Little Boy, Big Dreams
5. Shattered Innocence
6. Bye-Bye, Karya Maghola
7. Starting Over
8. The New Nathan
9. In Babas Footsteps
10. Who Is She?
12. Running Away
13. Home Again
14. Good Friday
15. Burning Churches, Loving Hearts
16. Back to Karya Maghola
Acknowledgments
Back Cover
Introduction
I first met Brother Nathan in the mid-1990s, then heard him speak at a conference in Jerusalem. He was one of several Christian leaders from around the world who were involved in reaching their own people with the message of Jesus Christ.
One evening we were taken by bus from our hotel to another site, then secluded in a room with absolute security. For the next hour we listened as Nathan described the horrific events that had changed his life forever. As we prepared to leave that evening, we were urged not to share his story publicly, for fear of compromising his safety.
Now Nathan believes it is time for you to hear that story. It is typical of what is happening every day to believers all across the Middle East. I have disguised some names and other distinguishing elements to protect Nathan and other Christians in this part of the world, but the actual scenes are portrayed in authentic, true-to-life detail.
Recently I traveled to many of the places where these events took place. Along the way I discovered that, in spite of Christianitys first-century arrival in Egypt, Islam has been that countrys dominant religion for centuries. Today over eighty million Muslims comprise nearly 95 percent of the population, and since 1980 Islam has been the official national religion. The number of Christians from all denominations is less than three million, but this still represents the largest Christian community in any Middle Eastern or North African country. The majority of the countrys evangelical believers are found in southern Egypt, where Nathan once lived.
Now I invite you to travel with me to a tiny village in Upper Egypt called Karya Maghola (Kar-EE-ah Mah-GO-lah). You will not find it on a map, but it is still there. The name we have given this town is adapted from an Arabic word that means any place or unknown place. Thats because it is just like countless other villages scattered all across this ancient part of the world, where the people and the culture have hardly changed for centuries.
As we become unseen guests walking its winding streets, my hope is that you will begin to see, through Nathans eyes, how a loving God protects and provides for his children, even in the face of persecution. Then, through the living example of this twenty-first-century disciple, I hope you will catch a glimpse of how our mighty God can do extraordinary things through the lives of ordinary people who fully surrender to his will. Ordinary people like you and like me. Ordinary people just like Brother Nathan.
David Culross
Authors Note
T he story you are about to read chronicles the life of a small boy who became a man in a place that is much in the news these days: the country of Egypt. It tells how one horrific event in his childhood filled him with hatred and a passion for revenge, and how God used that tragedy to teach him the true meaning of forgiveness. You may wonder: Did these things actually happen? Is this story really true? Let me assure you, everything you read here is true. How do I know? Because it is my story.
The chain of events that combine to tell my story began over fifty years ago. Most of the account is based on personal memories that continue to haunt me today. The rest is woven together from firsthand recollections from my mother and other family members and friends who have played a part in this real-life drama. And my story is still being written in these same remote villages of Upper Egypt.
Throughout the book I have made every effort to portray these events exactly as they took place. My prayer is that, somewhere within these pages, God will challenge you to let him direct your path, just as he has directed mine.
Brother Nathan
1
Black Friday
JUNE 1962
KARYA MAGHOLA
The distant crowing of a neighbors rooster told me that a new day was dawning in the village of Karya Maghola. It was an ordinary little town, no different than countless others scattered across the arid Egyptian landscape. The dark gray of another morning slowly turned to purple, then brightened to orange as the sun pushed its way up from behind the distant mountains. Overhead, tiny black dots of scavenger vulturesoften called Pharaohs chickensstarted tracing lazy circles in the sky as they surveyed the parched landscape for food. In many ways, they were much like the people below, who were slowly waking up to another dry and dreary day in the place I once called home.
As daylight began to peek through the window, I rolled over on my sleeping mat and tried to go back to sleep. But it was no use. It was already getting hot in my room as the warm glow of sunrise continued to chase away the shadows from Dark Mountain. People in the village said Dark Mountain was evil, and when I asked why they said lots of bad people lived there. But on that morning its foreboding frown slowly faded as the sky turned blue and the blazing desert sun reached down to bake the dusty streets. It was always dusty in Karya Maghola.
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