Prisoner sees harvest of souls

"Dad, I think we're being followed."

Yasemin* drummed her fingers nervously on the car door. Her father kept on driving the familiar route to drop her off at English class, singing a praise song to Jesus as he drove.

Yasemin turned around and looked back.

"Dad, we're being followed."

He sang louder.

"Would you take it seriously?"

Not missing a beat, he changed songs mid-verse and belted out lyrics of his own: "I'm going to prison today!"

James* knew the signs. He'd already been in prison once for his faith in Jesus. That day made it a second. Read more