Faith, Hope, Love, and Azam

What I'm learning about befriending my Muslim neighbors

I love my friend Azam Shahadeh like a father. He is a Palestinian Muslim and the Imam (leader) of the mosque in our city. When he was six years old, he screamed in the street as his father bled to death from an errant Israeli bullet. At age seven, he helped his mother bury his infant sister in a vacant lot in their refugee camp. She had died of malnutrition