Saudi Father Buried His Daughter Alive For Reading Bible THEN JESUS DID THIS!
My name is Shafa.
I was 19 years old when this happened on April 15th.
That was the day my own father buried me alive for reading the Bible.
But death couldn’t hold me because Jesus had other plans for my life.
Growing up in our small Saudi town, I never questioned the rigid structure of my life.
Every day was mapped out by Islamic law.
Every prior time observed, every meal prepared according to tradition.
My father was a respected man in our community known for his strict adherence to Wahhabi’s teachings.
He served on the local religious council and was often consulted by neighbors on matters of faith and family honor.
Our household reflected his unwavering devotion to what he believed was the pure form of Islam.
My mother lived in his shadow, speaking only when spoken to, her days consumed with managing our home and ensuring we children brought no shame to the family name.
My older brother had already begun following in father’s footsteps, memorizing the Quran and preparing for his own role as a religious authority.
As the only daughter, my path was predetermined.
Marriage to a suitable man chosen by my father, children, and a lifetime of submission.
But something inside me had always been different.