Christmas without him, that the kids and i celebrate. he writes in his letter these days are very cold here, my small space between the window is without glass making most nights unbearable to sleep. the treatment by fellow prisoners is also quite cold and at times hostile. some of my fellow prisoners don t like me because i m a convert and pastor. they look at me with shame as someone who traded his former religion. the guards can t stand the paper cross i made and hung next to me as a sign of my faith and in anticipation of my savior s birth. the coldness, hostility, the shame they re trying to impose on him and now a paper cross as an exemplar of his faith. what are you feeling when you read this? i can get a glimpse of the harsh condition he s in ....