My name is Noor Aqa Logari.When I was about 10 or 12 years old, I had questions about God. I grew up in a strict Muslim family. My father forced the boys in the family to go to the mosque and perform all the religious activities, because he was a close assistant to the mullah. He used to have the task of calling people (Azaan) for worship. 

I was privileged to go to school, which was rare in our village. I became successful in my religious studies because I could read and write. At age 16, I could read the Koran faster than the mullah could. Whenever there was a religious ceremony, I would be invited to read the Koran because I was fast and had a good reading voice. Moreover, I memorized many passages from the Koran, but I did not know the meaning of those passages because they were in Arabic. The Mullah explained some of the Surah (verses) but not every verses. 

One Surah, which struck me, was “Amanto bellah”, which says, “we believe in Allah and in the angels and in the books.” I asked the mullah and my father what these books are and where they were. They replied that these are the four books that Muslims believe in, the Torah (Pentateuch), Zabur (Psalms), Injil (the Gospels), and the Koran. Then they told me that we don’t need the first three books, because the Koran is the perfect and last book. This answer did not satisfy my soul and I desired to see those books and read them so that my believe in God could become perfect. 

At age 27, my wife and I went to India as refugees. I needed to learn English. There I met Chandy Verghese an x- Indian missionary in Afghanistan , who had served the Lord in my home country, taught English to people from my homeland. I went to his classes not only to learn English, but also because I had nothing to do at home. He started teaching me English and talking about Jesus. 

Whenever I went to him, I would share my burdens with him. He would say: “God is good. He will take care of you. He sent Jesus, His Son to die for us on the cross, to take our sins and burdens”. Such statement looked foolish to me and I thought that that man must have been stupid. I believed in Jesus as a prophet. How could God have a son? How could He die on a cross? If He was the Son of God, why didn’t He rescue Himself? Moreover, I was thinking why did that man talked in English about God? I learned that to speak about God you must be first of all Moslem and secondly you read
Koran in Arabic. I was taught that if anyone tries to read the Koran in a language other than Arabic, it is blasphemy. 

Although I thought he was stupid, I kept going to see him because I found him gentle and loving person. I noticed a peace in his heart. He invited me to stay after class. There were a few Christians who would come and sing praise songs and read the Bible together. I just observed, twice a week, for about five or six months. After a while, those songs kept coming to my mind. I started singing them in my heart, songs like “This is the Day that The Lord Has Made”, which I liked very much. As the time passed, I was more active in participating in those meetings. I started reading the Bible, singing, and praying. 

I liked to pray to God because it comforted me because I was without hope but there I could speak to God directly. I was a refugee. I had lost everything, my knowledge, my post, my family, my country, everything. And these prayers would help me to be comforted.

After five or six months, my English teacher gave me a Bible in my own language. As I opened the Bible, I read the first few verses in the beginning of Genesis. It touched my heart. I wanted to continue reading. I took the Bible home and kept reading. The first few verses reflected my life as a human created by God. God created me beautiful, but something went wrong in my life and I was in darkness. I read that God created light and that light was for me to walk in. I couldn’t stop reading. When I reached the Psalms, I sensed those Psalms of praise and intercessions were speaking to the need of my heart. I started praying just like those Psalms and I began praying in the name of Jesus. 

When I reached the Gospels, I found Jesus was the only One without sin and He gave His life for me. I couldn’t stop crying and pleading for forgiveness from God. 

Meanwhile, I started attending another fellowship comprised of people from the Persian world. The preacher was Ezekiel Joshua a South Indian pastor who preached in our own Dari language. He showed the Jesus movie. Whenever I listened to him, it spoke to my heart. 

A year later, I was baptised. It was hard for me to say in my language that Jesus is my Lord and Savoir.

I had a believing, fellow countryman Hussain Andaryas who helped me understand the depth in the Bible. He encouraged me a lot. I could understand him very well because we were from the same background and we spoke the same language. Later I received some foundational Bible teaching from him. 

Meanwhile I took the Essential Christian Foundations course in New Delhi . My faith grew and I started preaching the Gospel over the radio in my own language-Dari because I came to a conclusion that my people, all Afghans need Jesus, the only One who can give them peace. I started sharing with my relatives and among my countrymen who were refugees with me. Later I led in a fellowship group for my people. There were about 30-35 believers and non-believers, including children.

I wish every Afghan would take time and study the Bible and be open to God. Because the only truth about God is revealed in the Bible and Isaa Masih, Jesus Christ is the only way to heaven. Isaa not only brought the message of love and forgiveness, he himself became the perfect sacrifice for forgiveness of all our sins. ‘There is no deference for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God “. Romans 3:22

Isaa’ (Jesus) birth, His sinless life, His death on the cross and His resurrection made Him to be the only one in the history of human to be followed. He said: “ I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the father except trough me” John 14:6. In the book of Act 4:12 is written: Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to men by which we must be saved.”