“We now have pastors named Mohammed or Ahmed.” Mike points out, however, that real change takes time, patience and commitment.

I remember back in 1982. I was moving with my Israeli tank battalion towards Beirut flushing out Yasser Arafat and the PLO who were hunkered down among the civilian population, when I met Omer. This Southern Baptist from the USA was hip-hopping across Lebanon on a BMW motorcycle, preaching the gospel to Muslims from the Islamic terrorist group Hezbollah.

 One day Omer brought a friend, Eli Hizbani, who was a Hezbollah jihadist in South Lebanon until he stepped on a mine that blew off both of his legs.

A Muslim jihadist comes to Jesus

“As the blood drained from my body, I lost consciousness,” Hizbani told me with a twinkle in his eyes. “That’s when I saw Jesus, and he told me to come to Him. I don’t remember everything that happened, but I found myself in a field hospital telling other...