I am Behrang Bijani, born in 1980, from Iran. And a born Muslim. When I was born, we were in one of the border cities of Iran, right next to Iraq. 6 months after I was born, the war between Iran and Iraq began. And the sound of missiles, screams, and sirens became a lullaby for me and my peers. This war continued for 8 years and I grew up, and the effects of this war were visible not only in the walls of my city, but also in me. A timid child. A child who could not defend himself against anything and saw a lot of abuse. And at the age of 8 or 9, even though he played sports, he stole his father's cigarettes and smoked them. Since childhood, they took me to the mosque. They took me to religious ceremonies that Muslims had, but I got worse and worse. Slowly, smoking became easier and I was no longer afraid. And I drank alcohol a few times, not infrequently. And at the age of 14 or 15, I had my first encounter with drugs. And I turned to addiction. I was talented in sports. But it didn't turn into addiction. I got acquainted with music and started playing a local instrument. Of course, during these years, we had to change several cities in Iran because of the war, and this always caused me not to have a calm and clear life. My addiction extended to several types of drugs. And I was very reckless in my youth. At the age of 19, I met a beautiful girl and it was during the same period of friendship with her that I became friends with witchcraft and she invited me to do this and I accepted. One of the things I did was witchcraft and dealing with evil spirits and demons. And at the age of 23, I married the same beautiful girl, Solmaz. After 6 months, our love affair ended in war, fighting, insults and fights. And our life became darker and darker and I didn't realize that these were from the world of darkness. How many times did we want to break up? I calmed myself down with pills. The pills I used instead of drugs. After a few years of pain, I met the NA community and stopped taking the pills, but my life was still dark. And the fights were still there. I wished for death for both myself and my wife. In 2006, our first child, Mikael, was born. And I was very sad. He was growing up and witnessed our fights. I believed in God because since childhood I had seen signs that God was there for me. But I knew what I had learned from Islam. I prayed from night to morning. I prayed and called out to the spirits of darkness. And in the end, in the height of exhaustion, I came to the conclusion that there is no God. One day, when I was alone, I said to God, "I will only give you one week. If you exist, save me. If not, I will do whatever I have not done." A few days later, after saying this, the friend who had introduced me to NA knocked on our door. I had heard that he was dying from the diseases he had contracted from drug use. He had several fatal diseases at the same time. When I opened the door, I was surprised and shocked. I invited him to my house. He came and talked about a book that had healed him. The Bible. Up until that date, it was the fourth time I had heard the gospel of Jesus Christ, but I could neither hear nor understand nor see, but that day I became very enthusiastic. He went and a few weeks later I saw him. He had told me to come and give me a book, the Bible. I had not gone. He said I would bring it for you. One night, it was late, I was coming back from a party. I had a band and was singing. It was late. He said come to this address. After that, my wife Solmaz called and said come home soon. I lied to her and said I was too far away and I would be late. I said, "I'm going, or everything will change there, or I'll go back home like always and we'll fight." So I went to the house where that Christian friend had invited me. I went there and met my other friend. There were three of them and I knew all three of them. One of them said, "Do you know Jesus Christ?" He said, "What I know is that he is a prophet." He said, "No, Jesus Christ is the Son of God. He is the living God." He started preaching the gospel. At the end, he asked me if I wanted to believe. The first friend said, "You can read the book first and then decide." I wanted to believe right then, but I was too embarrassed to say it. When we got up to leave, the other friend said, "If you want, you can pray and believe right now." And I prayed and gave my heart to Jesus Christ the Lord. And 2 weeks later, my wife and mother believed, and so did my father and my family. And today, for 15 years, we have been preaching, teaching, baptizing, and preaching the gospel with the power and guidance of the Holy Spirit. Thanks and glory to the living God.