Stories Of New Muslims

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  • Stories Of New Muslims



    Ms. Afrah


    May 2, 1996. Ever since I can remember, my family
    attended a non-denominational conservative Christian church (Church of Christ).
    I grew up in the church, taught bible school and sang in the choir. As a young
    teenager I began asking questions (as I think everyone does at one point in
    their lives): Why was I a member of the Church of Christ and not say Lutheran,
    Catholic or Methodist? If various churches are teaching conflicting doctrine,
    how do we know which one is right? Are they all right? Do `all paths lead to
    God' as I had heard some say? Others say that as long as you are a good person
    it doesn't matter what you believe - is that true?

    After some soul
    searching I decided that I did believe that there was an ultimate truth and in
    an attempt to find that truth I began a comparison study of various churches. I
    decided that I believed in the Bible and would join the church that best
    followed the Bible. After a lengthy study, I decided to stay with the Church of
    Christ, satisfied that its doctrines were biblically sound (unaware at this
    stage that there could be various interpretations of the Bible).

    I spent a year at
    Michigan Christian College; a small college affiliated with the Churches of
    Christ, but was not challenged academically and so transferred to Western
    Michigan University. Having applied late for student housing, I was placed in
    the international dorm. Although my roommate was American, I felt surrounded by
    strange people from strange places. It was in fact my first real experience
    with cultural diversity and it scared me (having been raised in a white, middle
    class, Christian community). I wanted to change dorms but there wasn't anything
    available. I did really like my roommate and decided to stick out the semester.

    My roommate became very
    involved in the dorm activities and got to know most everyone in the dorm. I
    however performed with the marching band and spent most of my time with band
    people. Marching season soon ended and finding myself with time on my hands, I
    joined my roommate on her adventures around the dorm. It turned out to be a
    wonderful, fascinating experience! There were a large number of Arab men living
    in the dorm. They were charming, handsome, and a lot of fun to be around. My
    roommate started dating one of them and we ended up spending most of our time
    with the Arabs. I guess I knew they were Muslims (although very few of them
    were practising). We never really discussed religion, we were just having fun.

    The year passed and I
    had started seeing one of the Arabs. Again, we were just enjoying each other's
    company and never discussed our religious differences. Neither of us were
    practicing at this time so it never really became an issue for us. I did, deep
    down, feel guilty for not attending church, but I pushed it in the back of my
    mind. I was having too much fun. Another year passed and I was home for summer
    vacation when my roommate called me with some very distressing news: she'd
    become a Muslim!! I was horrified. She didn't tell me why she converted, just
    that she had spent a lot of time talking with her boyfriend's brother and it
    all made sense to her. After we hung up, I immediately wrote her a long letter
    explaining that she was ruining her life and to just give Christianity one more
    chance. That same summer my boyfriend transferred to Azusa Pacific University
    in California. We decided to get married and move to California together.
    Again, since neither one were practising, religion was not discussed.

    Secretly I started
    reading books on Islam. However I read books that were written by non-Muslims.
    One of the books I read was Islam Revealed by Anis Sorosh. I felt guilty about
    my friend's conversion. I felt that if I had been a better Christian, she would
    have turned to the church rather than Islam. Islam was a man-made religion, I
    believed, and filled with contradictions. After reading Sorosh's book, I
    thought I could convert my friend and my husband to Christianity.

    At APU, my husband was
    required to take a few religion courses. One day he came home from class and
    said: "The more I learn about Christianity, the stronger my belief in
    Islam becomes." At about this same time he started showing signs of
    wanting to practice his religion again. Our problems began. We started talking about
    religion and arguing about our different beliefs. He told me I should learn
    about Islam and I told him I already knew everything I needed to know. I got
    out Sorosh's book and told him I could never believe in Islam. My husband is
    not a scholar by any stretch of the imagination, yet he had an answer for
    everything I showed him in Sorosh's book. I was impressed by his knowledge. He
    told me that if I really wanted to learn about Islam it must be through Islamic
    sources. He bought a few books for me from an Islamic bookstore and I started
    taking classes at a local mosque. What a difference the Islam I learned about
    from Muslim sources from the Islam I learned about from non-Muslims!

    It was so difficult
    though when I actually decided to convert. My pride stood in the way for a
    while. How could I admit to my husband and my friend that they were right all
    along? I felt humiliated, embarrassed. Soon though, I could deny the truth no
    longer, swallowed my pride, and
    alhamdulilah, embraced Islam - the best decision I ever made.

    A few things I want to say to the non-Muslim

    When I originally began my search for the truth all those years ago, I
    made a few wrong assumptions. First, I assumed that the truth is with
    Christianity only. It never occurred to me at that time to look outside
    Christianity. Second, I assumed that the Bible was the true Word of God. These
    were bad assumptions because they prohibited me from looking at things
    objectively. When I began my earnest study of Islam, I had to start at the very
    beginning, with no preconceived ideas. I was not a Christian looking at Islam;
    I looked at both Islam and Christianity (and many other religions) from the
    point of view of an outsider. My advice to you is to be a critical thinker and
    a critical reader.

    mistake that many people make when talking about Islam is that they pick out a
    certain teaching and judge the whole of Islam on that one point. For example,
    many people say that Islam is prejudiced towards women because Islamic laws of
    inheritance award the male twice as much as the female. What they fail to
    learn, however, is that males have financial responsibilities in Islam that
    females do not have. It is like putting a puzzle together: until you have all
    the pieces in the right places, you cannot make a statement about the picture,
    you cannot look at one little piece of the puzzle and judge the whole picture.
    3.Many people said that the only reason I converted was because of my husband.
    It is true that I studied Islam because he asked me to - but I accepted Islam
    because it is the truth. My husband and I are currently separated and plan to
    divorce in June,
    insha'Allah. My faith in Islam has never been
    stronger than it is now. I look forward to finding a practicing Muslim husband,
    insha'Allah, and growing in my faith and practice. Being a good Muslim is my number
    one priority. May Allah lead all of us closer to the truth.



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