Letter: When ISIS Hostage Kassig Found His Calling

— -- Two years before American Abdul Rahman Kassig appeared as a hostage in an ISIS video, the then-student penned an email to his family and college teachers, explaining in powerful prose that he wouldn’t be coming back from the aid work he was doing in Lebanon over a spring break.

“I do not know much, every day that I am here I have more questions than answers,” Abdul Rahman, formerly Peter, Kassig wrote from Beirut. “But what I do know is that I have a chance to do something here, to take a stand. To make a difference… Here, in this land, I have found my calling.”

The letter marked a turning point in Kassig’s life that led him to help strangers half a world away from his hometown, risking his life to do so.

Margarat Brabant, a Political Science professor and Kassig’s advisor at Butler University, said it was obvious Kassig “had a need to, as he described it, do more in the world.”

“I think he felt somewhat conflicted about how safe his life was here in the United States, in some ways sheltered from the pain and suffering of other human beings,” Brabant told ABC News Monday. “So when he had the opportunity to respond in a most immediate way… that is what he chose to do.”

“He may have, in his life, come to the proverbial crossroads and he needed to make a choice. That’s the choice he declares in that letter, that was right for him,” she added.

Below is the letter provided to ABC News by the Kassig family. The Kassigs removed some portions out of concern for Abdul Rahman Kassig’s safety.

Dear Friends, Family, and Teachers,

Yesterday I had the best conversation that I have ever had with my mom. From 4,000 miles away in a shelled out parking lot in Beirut I told her about what I had been involved in over the last week.

I wrote this email once before today already but the internet is finicky here and so I lost all of what I had typed up before I could send it.

Yesterday I went to the camps outside of Beirut. In In Burj el-Burajneh 18,000 refugees are crammed into 1 sq. km of housing in the most deplorable of conditions. There, people die every day. There is a shortage of basic medical supplies, food, furniture... there is a shortage of everything except suffering.

I don't want to waste your time by trying to explain what is in my heart and in my mind. Many of you have known me for many years, others have only known me a short while. Either way, I have tried to live my life in a way that displays what it is that I believe, but the truth is, much of my life I have only been searching for my calling, I had not yet found it.

Here, in this land, I have found my calling. I have lived a selfish life, I have run until I could not run anymore.

I do not know much, every day that I am here I have more questions and less answers, but what I do know is that I have a chance to do something here, to take a stand. To make a difference.

Yesterday my life was laid out on a table in front of me. With only hours left before my scheduled flight back to the United States, I watched people dying right in front of me. I had seen it before and I had walked away before.

I don't expect everyone to understand this and I think I did a much better job in my first draft but you'll just have to take my word for it I guess.

I am staying in the region indefinitely. I am formally requesting that I be withdrawn from my courses for the remainder of the semester.