Saudi Royal Guard Sentenced to Death For Reading Bible, But SAVED BY JESUS

I’m 34 years old and on September 23rd, 2019, I was supposed to die.

I served as an elite royal guard in Saudi Arabia for 8 years.

But instead of facing execution, I’m here today because Jesus Christ performed the impossible.

And let me tell you how reading one forbidden book changed everything.

I was born in Riyad in 1989 to what everyone considered a blessed family.

My father served as I imam at one of the city’s most respected mosques and my mother came from a lineage that traced back to the early companions of the prophet.

From my earliest memories, I was shaped to be the perfect Saudi man.

Every morning began with fajger prayers.

Every decision was filtered through Islamic teaching and every dream I harbored centered around serving Allah and my kingdom.

My childhood was filled with Quranic recitation competitions where I consistently place first.

By age 12, I had memorized over half of the Quran, earning praise from religious leaders throughout our district.

My father would beam with pride as visitors complimented him on raising such a devoted son.

I lived for those moments of approval, those confirmations that I was walking the righteous path.

When I turned 18, military service called and I excelled beyond everyone’s expectations.

My physical fitness combined with my unwavering devotion to Islamic principles caught the attention of recruitment officers for the Royal Guard.

At 20, I received the letter that would define my identity for the next 8 years.

I had been selected for the Elite Royal Guard unit, a position that less than 1% of applicants ever achieve.

The day I first put on that uniform, I felt like I was wearing the armor of righteousness itself, the deep green fabric, the golden insignia, the weight of the ceremonial sword at my side.

I was no longer just armed the imam’s son.

I was armed the royal guard, protector of the kingdom, defender of the faith.

My family gathered for photographs, my mother weeping with joy, my father declaring it the proudest moment of his life.

My duties took me into the inner circles of power.

I stood guard during meetings with foreign dignitaries, protected high ranking royals during public appearances, and maintained security at state functions.

The salary was exceptional, allowing me to save substantial amounts for my future marriage.

My social standing elevated dramatically.

When I walked through the markets in uniform, shopkeepers would offer me tea.

Children would stare in admiration and young women would glance respectfully before looking away.

My devotion to Islam deepened during these years.

I led prayers for my fellow guards, organized charitable contributions during Ramadan, and planned meticulously for my pilgrimage to Mecca.

Every aspect of my life aligned perfectly with Islamic teaching.