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I've been taking dad to the mosque lately after I came back from Cyprus when he went by himself

The first time I went and sat with Amo Isa and other guys in front of cafe and Amo Isa when it was prayer time came and said to dad, "You want to pray and took him by the hand."

A few more times I went and Amo Issa took him in. Another time, a man walked with me up to the mosque with dad. I told him to just sit him in the mosque on a chair and that I'd be there to pick him up.

Almost every time I go up the ramp and take dad by the arm and lead him down. Sometimes someone takes us in their car to the house and sometimes we walk.

Yesterday, as I waited the guy with the long bear (scarily long) who used to always tell me he wanted to talk to me for five minutes, came up to me. He was with his sons. He said, angrily, he just wanted to talk to me for 15 minutes.  I was scared of him last time. This time he's scarier. It seems like God may want me to talk to him becuase he is also the Federal Express representative in Deir Debwan and he got my ATM card from Wells Fargo. There was another letter that came from Wells Fargo and he gave it to Najat. 

I don't know what he wants to say my uncle saw me speaking to him last time I was here in 2013 and he said, "Be careful around those guys. They kill." I jokingly said, "Maybe I'm the sacrifice tonight."

But 

This is the reality I face here. I don't know how many people know about me being a Christian. I know many Christians know me from the TV. I don't know how many here know about me. Last time I was here I was told that someone told my sister they saw me on Youtube. I don't know how many know a few  incidents I've had here

--  I was walking down the street and three young men were walking and one of them said: "He's the one that..."

-- Another time I was walking down the street and three guys were walking down the street and two guys seemed to have to pull back one guy who seemed to be saying the same thing, "He's the one..."

-- I don't know who else knows or what they know.

Every time  I go to the mosque with dad this weighs on me but there hasn't been any confrontation until the bearded man yesterday seemed angry

I don't know what he wants to say

Someone should talk to Fed Ex to tell them who their reps are