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I can remember well one of my first conversations with a Muslim. One of the first things he did was to accuse the Church of suppressing the Gospel of Barnabas. He said that if I read this Gospel I would see that Jesus foreto…
When your name has been stained, what can you do? Can you adopt another name or change your identity? What if you are trying to approach someone that you have offended, who has the authority to prosecute you? In this case, y…
Per Kind Permission from MASIHI ISHA'AT KHANA Lahore - Pakistan Did you ever hear of anyone by the name of Wonderful? We meet people daily who have meaningful and sometimes beautiful names, and now and then we hear of names…

In Ms Word Format

Explore the Van Dyke Bible translation word by word with this interactive tool! This resource enables you to study Scripture in detail, allowing for deeper understanding and reflection on each verse. Perfect for Bible study groups, personal meditation, or enhancing your knowledge of God's Word, this feature makes the Bible more accessible than ever. In Ms Word Doc - With Vowels (tashkilat), entire Bible

Only One Way To God

What is religion? This question has puzzled theologians throughout human history. But how did religion start in the first place? Why did it start? In order to understand some of these issues, let us have a look at the etymology of the word “religion” itself, and see that when and where this word was used for the very first time in the human history.

The word religion was used for the very first time in the Latin language. The actual word used in Latin was “religio”, which changed into religion when came into English. The roots of the Arabic word “Mazhab” or “Deen” can also be traced back to “religio”. In the Latin language, the word “religio” had three basic meanings; which are Faith, Trust & Belief.

If you further analyse these three words, faith, trust and belief; then you realize that there are actually three different characteristics

Raymond's Testimony (Catholic)

A Doctor Meets the Great Physician My head ached and felt heavy on my shoulders as I struggled to wake up and to focus. I wondered how I had ever gotten home alive from the drunken revelry of the night before. During the day, I worked on my residency at Universite Saint Joseph, one of the finest medical colleges in Beirut, Lebanon. Each night I drank and caroused with women. Born in the Republic of Lebanon, I attended church-affiliated schools. I excelled academically, but if grades had been given for morality, I would have flunked. I was often transfixed with terror at the thought of dying because my religious education had given me no…

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