On the surface, Sameh seemed like an ordinary man. He was 37 years old, married, and had three children – but inside, he was broken. He entered the world of drugs early in his life, and over time, he became enslaved to addiction. He tried everything, and each time he would say, “This is the last time,” but that “last time” was always followed by something even more difficult.

In a moment of deep struggle, he felt abandoned by God and misunderstood by the church, so his heart turned toward Islam. He converted, believing that changing his religion would ease the pain within him. For a while, he experienced a sense of relief – structure, order, and clear boundaries. But eventually, he realized the problem was not external. It wasn’t in a name or form. The issue was deeper: a heart in need of healing, not just a change of label.

Alone one night, after falling back into addiction, he cried out from his heart: “God, if You truly exist, show me Your way … I’m tired.”

That night became the turning point. He remembered Christ – not as a religion, but as a person he had once known and missed. He began a true journey of repentance. It was not quick or easy but filled with struggle, tears – God’s grace. He returned to faith in Christ, this time with a true understanding of grace and forgiveness.

Sameh became a preacher – not through words, but through his life. He opened his small home, and it became a house church. Broken people like him – addicts, the lost, the doubting ‒ found a safe place, simple prayer, an open Bible and a loving heart.

He often says, “I didn’t come back strong … I came back slowly, humbly, knowing I need Christ every day.”

Sameh’s story is a testimony that God never grows tired of us. His way is always open – even if we have wandered far away.