I Dared to Call Him Father: The Miraculous Story of a Muslim Woman's Encounter with God

As I sat in the hotel room, I realized that in fact I had left my heavenly Father again. By allowing myself to become anxious, I had run off from His comforting Presence. When would I learn that I cannot worry and trust God at the same time! I relaxed in my chair and felt at peace again. “Oh, thank You, Father,” I said weeping in relief. “Please forgive me for stepping away from You. You are here, You are in that hall. I’ll be all right.

...as I made the attempt to put God first, some of my other heartfelt needs were given back to me.

Satan, the father of lies. He uses “harmless” white lies to get us started in this insidious habit. Lies pave the way for greater temptations to come. Satan whispers that a white lie is “consideration” for other people. We bend ourselves to the world instead of to Jesus who is the Truth.

Our prayers are vital to our Lord. He works through them.

I was beginning to learn that my responsibility of being a representative of Jesus Christ would not allow me to do anything that would dishonour His Name. And He was also teaching me that one's actions spoke louder than words when it came to witnessing for Christ.

I was learning that to be careful in small things made it much easier to handle the larger temptations as they came.

By allowing myself to become anxious, I had run off from His comforting Presence. When would I learn that I cannot worry and trust God at the same time! I relaxed in my chair and felt at peace again.

No Muslim, I felt certain, ever thought of Allah as his father. Since childhood, I had been told that the surest way to know about Allah was to pray five times a day and study and think on the Quran. Yet Dr. Santiago’s words came to me again. “Talk to God. Talk to Him as if He were your father.

Believing prayer will save the sick man; the Lord will restore him and any sins that he has committed will be forgiven....Tremendous power is made available through a good man's earnest prayer...