"Please God," I prayed heavily into my heart, "guide my hand, strengthen my resolve, and blind the enemies of your true faith." I sat on the bus in the midst of the enemy, alone and afraid, with the voices of doubt whispering in my ear. I stood and allowed them to sit, even now the courtesies mattered. The driver stared at me in the mirror as I swayed with each turn. He knows. "There is no ALLAH! There is only GOD!" I screamed at the confused women in their burkahs before I squeezed the button. "Let his FIRE cleanse you!"